Monday, December 16, 2019

"He didn't like my choice in music."

Parental Advisory: Explicit Lyrics

"He didn't like my choice in music."

Diversity is our Strength.


Just after I uploaded my latest video I went over to Tim Horton's with my son to get him some breakfast.

At that time of day, 11:30 A.M. the place is usually packed with high school students from around the corner.

There were no tables so we went back and sat in the car as my son ate his food.

A van was parked beside me with what looked like students from the high school. They were all girls. I had to turn my radio off because their's was drowning mine out. They were playing the kind of music that Akim Aliu listens to. I could hear the n_____ this and n_____ that coming through along with the pounding bass.

One of the girls opened her window. I could hear her saying something about racism, rape, misogyny etc. Some big words in there. It was obvious that she was "educated."

Then the Thunbergian clone decided she would put put me against the wall, so to speak, by accosting me.

She: "Yo! Are you a Trump supporter?"

Me: "Yes."

She: "Don't you realize that he's a racist, rapist, misogynist," etc. and so on.

Oh the irony! She pretends to be offended by racism, rape, and misogyny while having her brain "marinated" in "music" that glorifies rape, misogyny, and even murder. Real nice, down home stuff.

Me: "Why? Who do you support?"

That was funny. She had no answer. Blank stare. Like a cornered animal. "Educated." She apparently couldn't name a single Democrat presidential nomination contender.

Of course, as an aging white male, already irritable after being serenaded by her "choice of music," I was in no mood to be polite. I told her she should educate herself a bit before opening her f*g yap.

After that she really got into debate mode. She called me every name in the book, including the aforementioned stream of erudition.

I had my "Keep America Great: Trump 2020" hat on. I'm guessing that had something to do with this event.

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