I Ain’t Here For This Shit.
Calling me racist is both an accusation and an insult. The typical response of an offended white person: “I’m not racist! You’re racist!”, I’m so sick of it. I mean, it was textbook “I ain’t trying to have a conversation.”
So don’t give me the “I want to have a conversation” shit. You lost that privilege. You came at me like a troll. Now you expect me to take you seriously? Nah.
The problem here seems to be what it always is; I’m willing to bet that your anger comes from me not fitting some image, in your mind, of how a Hispanic man is supposed to act, or some bullshit like that. It almost always is.
Am I out of place?
Should I be more grateful?
Should I not say these things?
Am I supposed to just let my people fight it out?
Should I just SHUT UP?
I don’t even know if you’re a white dude, Jake, but based on this conversation, I could take a guess.
The message of the article is still: “Stop using racist language towards each other.” It’s directed at Hispanic/Latinos. You know, mi gente. My people. My “Hispanic brothers and sisters.” It’s in the fucking title of the article, bruh. That’s it, plain and simple.
Remember how you highlighted “my people” in my article? Yeah, that’s something we say. Mi gente. We say that shit. Check what you think you know. Especially if you’re offended by “my people”.
Makes you think I’m racist, huh?
Mr. “i hAnG aROuNd wITh hiSpaNIcs…”
Listen. I, for the life of me, can not explain how you could take away anything else from what I wrote. Nothing about it is remotely racist. Perhaps this is something that requires some introspection, Jake.
Maybe you don’t get it. That’s fine.
If you don’t get it, it’s because wasn’t written for you.