I really liked this. This intimate little glimpse, into what it must be like to be a powerless White man, made me think really deeply about being a mediocre, at best, member of the supposedly “superior” race, while having accomplished nothing in the world, except to be born and breathe, and yet constantly trying to prove you’re more than you are, to yourself, to women, to Black people, the world..

That shit has got to be exhausting. I know it must be, because men like that are exhausting to be around. I couldn’t help but kind of feel for the poor guys, but at the same time, all of this was deeply funny, (probably because I’m not the one on the receiving end of their silliness, or you’re just a really really good writer. Pick one.)

I want to tell each one of those men to just calm down. Its okay. You don’t need to be in charge, and nobody wants, or needs, you to be. (No wonder men like that are drinking themselves to death, they’re wrapped waaaay too tight. Over nothing!)

On the other hand, this proves my point that the reason people act like assholes to other people, it often has nothing to do with anything those people did, but is something taking place entirely in the assholes brain.