Starseeker
Vault Senior Citizen
LOL, welsh, my man, guess you are too busy with politics to hang out here.
I thought this GQ article was fascinating though:
http://men.style.com/gq/features/full?id=content_7483
His story/adventure in this endeavour seem to confirm the aspects of the theory of Rational Segregation. This is explained and further explored in the article. So, what do you think welsh?
I thought this GQ article was fascinating though:
http://men.style.com/gq/features/full?id=content_7483
WILL YOU BE MY BLACK FRIEND?
Sure, we may elect a black president this month. And yeah, Oprah has all kinds of white ladies in her audience. But in real life, it seems the older you get, the less chance you have of being friends with someone who is not in your racial demographic. Can a nice white boy make some black friends if he puts his mind to it? Devin Friedman posts an ad on Craigslist to find out
His story/adventure in this endeavour seem to confirm the aspects of the theory of Rational Segregation. This is explained and further explored in the article. So, what do you think welsh?
Why one would take out an ad on the Internet looking for a black friend is a legitimate question. Here’s my answer:
I had a cocktail party the other night. A natural moment to look around at the demographics of your life. And I thought: Jesus Christ, there are a lot of white people in this room. I’ve always thought of the whiteness of my adult life as a temporary condition. Like somehow all these white people have been foisted on me; pretty soon it’ll change; it’s probably my wife’s fault. But it’s time to acknowledge that I’ve become a character in a Wes Anderson movie. I wear white tennis sneakers from the ’70s. I listen to ambient music. I have dinner parties where I serve Spanish rosé and this softer version of mozzarella that has a lovely, almost liquid center that you can only get at the Italian import store. I do yoga, and I get excited when it’s ramp season. Sometimes I’d really like to punch myself in the face. (You might argue that I’m not describing “whiteness” but “arugula-ness”; but when black people have this lifestyle, they get accused of being white.) I used to make jokes about “look at us here at the weekend house in the Catskills in our blazers and sneakers eating the braised pork shoulder from the Jamie Oliver cookbook with the David Gray on in the background—aren’t we like that Amstel Light commercial?” You know that Amstel Light commercial about the white people’s country weekend—it’s white-people pornography. But I stopped making the joke, because it stopped being a joke. Because I stopped noticing it.