The Hockey Game
by Gentle Ben
Go to Gay Pride,
Mind opened wide.
Party is free,
Just go and see.
Not all the same,
Life's not a game.
We all can feel,
Equality is real.
Open your mind,
See what you find.
Gay bi or straight,
Don't turn up late.
All the kids are talking about how DeathCar is up for a 2009 Bloggy Award in the category of Sexiest Use Of Racism, Sexism, Retardism and Oprahism.
Go out and support your DeathCar kids....beat up that funny talking colored kid who works at 7-11 in the name of DeathCar.......you know we will:)
A few days ago, Rant proposed to the DC nation, a rather intriguing idea...
"You post an idea for me to illustrate in the comments of this entry. I then come on back with an illustration in a few hours..... How's that for something to do..... Sounds like something you would be interested in?"
Yes. We are in interested. Or should I say, we were interested...
The following ideas were submitted...
Dennis Farina diving an ice cream truck.
Old Ladies in Diners being asked to kill themselves by coke-hangover persons
looking for the Sports pages.
Andy Dick's Grandfather masturbating to the posts on the old Moustache blog in a public library.
So I guess the question is, WHERE THE FUCK ARE OUR DRAWINGS?????
GET THE FUCK ON IT!!!!
Growing up as a native child in a white family was weird.
As a young boy, I remember not thinking much of it. However, I do remember at family gatherings hearing "Aww, look he's trying to act white like the rest of us" all too often. They would then promptly send me back to the backyard where I lived. My parents thought it best that I live and grow in proper native surroundings. They built me my own teepee and gated it up, calling it the "reserve out back". To make it seem more like a real reserve, they littered it with empty liquor bottles and beer cans. Every now and then my father would dress up as a buffalo and rip into my teepee in the middle of the night, screaming bloody murder. He informed me that this was how natives lived and how the buffalo behaved. Till this very day, I've still found no evidence of this agressive buffalo behaviour. This was my home and I knew no better.
I would get my allowance every Wednesday, which instead of calling it my "allowance" my parents called it Welfare Wednesdays.
They would dress me up in animal hide clothing and feathered head-dresses, then send me off to school, where the other kids would force me to make the obligatory wild whooping sounds and call me Chief How-How. I didn't know this was wrong...this was the way I was raised to believe the natives were and happily "played" along.
A Tsawwassen guy went to Chinatown in Vancouver. While there he found a bronze rat at a thrift store. "How much do you want for the rat" he asked. "$3 for the rat and $1000 for the story that goes with it" said the shopkeeper. "Just give me the rat," the Cheyenne said, and then he left with it. As he walked down the street he noticed a couple of rats following him. As he walked further, more and more rats started chasing him. By the time he got to the False Creek, there were thousands of rats chasing him. So he climbed up a pole and threw the bronze rat into the water. To his amazement, all the rats jumped into the water, and drowned to death.
The Tsawwassen then returned to the thrift store. "Ahh" the china man said. "Now you would like to hear the story?"
"No" said the Cheyenne, "I just came back to see if you had any bronze white men!"
This segment of the 1953 Disney classic "Peter Pan" astounds me. The "subtle" racist tones are nothing short of simply amazing. I think I speak for all of us when I say "Wow, the white people are so poorly portrayed in these old movies and I can't believe this is how the kids were raised to believe how white people really behave".
They are seen as uneducated as to how the Red Man actually behave in their natural Tee-Pee Pow-Wow habitat. Infact the white people don't even know what makes the Red Man red!!! Come on people, in this day and age we all know what makes the Red Man red. The White people are seen as jealous and stuck up and all of them seem English. We all know the white people aren't all english nowaday and don't all get jealous and the white woman don't all act like they a have a stick up their ass.
What is this trash that our children were raised to believe?
So in closing...Play That Funky Music.
P.S. check out how bunnys were potrayed in cartoons back then....so wrong.
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