Oh well...

These are musings on sundry matters, some personal and some of general interest to me. It will be nice to have comments from those of you who actually read this stuff. And more often than not, I will comment on your comments as well. So check back. And please, don't leave any damn links instead of comments.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Working sucks ARSE!

And that arse is certainly not mine, but merely a proverbial one. Coz if it were mine, I certainly wouldn't be complaining, but lying back and enjoying instead. Why I am saying that is since my last post, I began a shyt job and didn't find time to do anything else, other than look for other jobs! Of course, now I have quit that job and still haven't found another, so I am posting again. Working again is as little fun as I thought it would be, but it's all about the money, ain't it?

So I was thinking a few days back about some random similarities I have noticed between what I will label 'Punjabi bravs' and 'Nigga mundas' (मुंडे for those who can read the script). I think it's the music that started me off. The emphasis on the 'beat' (and no, I am not referring to old school hip-hop which is hella cool, or to folk Punjabi music which is an art) in the music listened to by both these kinds of people, and even the similarity of this 'beat' which also makes for easy integration of the two genres, was truly astounding when I thought about it. Of course, it also seems that both these varieties of people are rather loud (often obnoxiously so, much to the chagrin of those around) when in company of their brethren, as also flashy in their clothing, jewelery, hairdo and overall general appearance. Of course, I am sure there are some of you who are thinking I am being racist, perhaps the moment I used "nigga" above. I am not generalising, but merely speaking of a certain kind of Punjabis and Blacks who fit the description I have mentioned. Of course, I don't see why its cool for one nigger to call another nigger a nigger, but wrong for anyone else. I mean, I don't give a shit about skin colour; even Black people are not really black. And if you disagree, then you are short of cones in your eyes, you colour-blind ape. Which is why I prefer the word Negro (even though it does mean 'black' in Spanish and Portuguese).

The spectrum of behaviour that can be termed 'racist' has grown to become a bit of an inconvenience. For instance, stereotyping, even though a bit stupid, is not racist. All drug dealers I know in this country (except one, who is French white, and a pain in the arse) are dark-skinned. You tell me what I am supposed to do! But just because I will ask the darker man for my fix doesn't mean I think he less intelligent than me, or sub-human, or any other negative thought. The only negative thought I could have towards him would arise if he ripped me off, but it has little to do with his skin colour. If some dude doesn't want Arabic music in his party, and says as much in his invite on Facebook, he is not a racist pig, damnit. Can't we even have preferences now? Next thing I know, some dumb shit will accuse me of being racist because I won't sleep with her (or even him, you never know)!

We are being made in to intolerant idiots under the ever-expanding definition of racism, and also its evil cousin, political correctness. Fuck, how I hate pretentious arse-wipes who will hide their true thoughts and feelings because to express them freely would (or could) be considered improper under the protocol imposed by political correctness. Of course, I take great delight in breaking the norm (never for the sake of it though, that would be just as stupid) and it is most amusing to see peoples' reactions. If only I had a photo-album of all those faces... I would perhaps not need to hear or read another joke in my life, and still die laughing. Argh! How I despise spineless nit-wits who don't have the balls to say what they really want to! And I feel sorry for those who have imbibed the quality to the point where they don't even see the difference.

I was talking to some people the other day and the conversation turned to someone's parents coming over for a few days and proposed activities etc. Someone suggested that the parents should be taken to hang out near the Parliament where the family could then indulge in some protest of one kind or another against the government. Did I miss some meeting where we were putting good old fashioned fun on to a rocket ship to Titan? Whats with some youngsters these days anyway? Jeez man... if my kids ever try pull off some such crap with me, I would advise them to go get laid.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

You forgot the common love for fried chicken. Bravs or mundas...they all love it!

And as for the politically-oh-so-correct people's correct-ness all the time, here's a thought. They are so quick to label us a racist, bigamist etc etc not realising that by telling us to modify our way of thinking, they are impinging on our right to express and be. I mean these people will never be caught dead telling a feminist-man-hater to shut up and not be mean to men. But the minute we talk of killing babies or some such....all hell breaks loose! Why?!!!!! They buy into whatever the world tells them to care about. Well let me tell you idiots, that intolerance of contrarian view is intolerance too!!!!!! How do you like them apples?

The Author said...

Oh well, there are similarities between the Bravs and the Mundas, enough said. But of course, fried chicken deserves a special mention.

And killing babies!? My dear anonymous, try as I did, I don't quite see the connection with racism or intolerance. Not that I am pro-life, or even pro-human, for that matter. But I am not sure if I condone systematic slaughter of babies. Rather, ensure that they grow up to be only half as stupidly "human" as their parents.

Mizz allure said...

my, my, my, one of your most entertaining posts yet! I am glad to see that political correctness has certainly not stopped you in voicing your beliefs.

But, in order to reject p.c ness so vehemently, must we first not at least take a look as to *why* it was instigated in the first place? Was it just randomly shoved in our faces with no apparent reason? Or, rather, was it part of an initiative to bring more humanity and consideration into our fragmented world?

The Author said...

mz allure, you preach the importance of being 'rude' for the sake of personal happiness. just stretch the same argument a little bit and you reach where i already am. and as for this whole notion of humanity... i think i will write a post on it right away.