Gay auntie jr usher board old church lady energy. “Baby! Don’t nobody wanna see Buckwheat comin on Dey job!”
Geez there’s a lady at a church I used to go to that had his EXACT mannerisms and everything.
Respectability politics doesn’t really work for me. He is a buffoon. I know dreadlocked Jamaicans that sued entire colleges for tenure and cleaned out the entire departments.
It’s not 1940 anymore.
Sometimes you have to push the envelope and force your reality across boundaries to make a place for yourself. You can’t spend your entire life by their rules.
Ive done shyt in my life that almost seemed self-sabotaging to the naked eye. Rarely got anywhere on time. Constantly, tongue-in-cheek. Purposefully irreverent of establishments. All because I LIKE the cognitive dissonance I inspire in closed minded stupid a$$holes. I like small brained, uninspired idiots being wedded to one perception of me as a bumbling, happy go lucky idiot. Only to have them turn red, sputtering, angrily when I make perfect scores on their exams or get invites to host research strands at major conferences.
There’s no better feeling than a coward hating you because you had the audacity to be your DAMN self...AND run circles around bootlickers who gave up their asses for nothing. That shyt is orgasmic. I live for those moments. It’s like the embodiment of divine energy in human form. Because just by being you, you are making the impossible possible in a sea of cowards.
When there is no other path, make one yo damn self. You gotta fight for the right to be yourself.
I ain’t sayin go to work and let yo nuts hang out...
But there’s gonna come a time when you gon get tired of not being able to be u in the place you will spend 40 hrs a week at for 30+ years. I know I can’t do it.
