TWITCHDOCTOR wrote:Minzoku wrote:I think "bling bling" is stupid, yet it's now officially in the dictionary!
In the end, all that happens is Insert Credit has made it public how to cheese him off
Ahh...don't even get me started on these new/hip/trendy/stupid terms.
I also dislike Bling-Bling, also "Pimping" a ride, sounds dumb as fuck to me!
I fucking HATE being called "Dogg". Back in my day, it was "Man", and that was just fine.
Sup, is pretty annoying as well.
Basically any common trendy "Rap" associated lingo. "aiyt"?
I also can't stand someone who talks like their from the ghetto, when they obviously aren't.
I swear, a manager where I work actually refered to me as "Dogg".
I was like, "Whatevah Beeyatch!" (just kidding)
White people, Mexican people, please don't talk like this. Its only cool if youre black, or possibly from the ghetto, which most aren't.
Most people suffer from severe identity crisis these days.
I agree.
And you know something, guys? You have given me the guts to post something I had in my head for long.
I REFUSE to believe that Mexican identity is getting a big ass truck to show off, blaring that narco-crap music ("Hey, look at me, I got me some big ass bass speakers" "What!? I can't hear what you said because of the deafening bass of your goddamn speakers!"), wearing the flag as if it was some sort of commercial logo, or those shirts with the virgin of Guadalupe (What's the point of wearing her effigy if you don't follow what her son, Jesus, taught to everyone?). Sure, keeping your traditions is fine, but you don't see the Irish rubbing on everyone's face how Irish they are, how much beer helps them keep their identity (Not that it does, I'm being sarcastic there.). Do Italian-americans become less Italian if they are not named Vito? Or if they don't like pasta or don't like to greet their friends with a kiss on each cheek? (I'm talking about stereotypes).
I just ate a tamale my mother brought from a mexican market here in Phoenix. (Yummy, I must say) Am I more mexican now? Will I become less mexican if I had eaten sushi or a burger? Of course not. What dilutes your identity, whatever your ethnicity is, is following all those crappy trends that have been marketed to us through time. (I'm sick of seeing my sister in law's family watch only Univision. I'd forgive them if they watch Telemundo, as it's more varied.
)You don't need to wave the mexican flag around town (and degrade what it symbolizes) to be mexican. (A bumper sticker is perfectly harmless, though.) You don't *need* P-Diddy on your cell or like rap only to be afroamerican. (Mind you, if there is something I admire about black musicians is many of the examples of blues and jazz through 20th century) You are who you are because you choose to be who you are. Not because someone tells you who to be by doing this, or wearing that. (Well, notwithstanding genetics. But to quote MGS, you genes cannot tell you who you are. Only what you can become.)
If I have said more than I should, or offended anyone, I apologize in advance.
Now, repeat after me: El Senior Specineff es muy loco
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