Otoya Yamaguchi
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eh, i kind of tend to agree, im not super into asian food, but they have good fried chicken. better than any nigger could make for sureJapanese is food is pretty crappy either way
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eh, i kind of tend to agree, im not super into asian food, but they have good fried chicken. better than any nigger could make for sureJapanese is food is pretty crappy either way
Youshoku is great. Native Japanese food is garbage. Pickles, tofu, and fish. Incredible joy.Japanese food is pretty crappy either way
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You see that with the forced immersion of nigger culture in western society as well, either from the we-wuzzers themselves, or from self-hating whites. While mindless drivel like "WAP" being warbled out by a couple of shrieking she-boons is literally praised as "female empowerment" and "culturally significant" and "song of the year for 2020" , at the same time you get self flagellating articles like this criticizing "white-boy rappers" and lamenting that Mac Miller died in 2018, yet still had over 20 million Spotify plays a month at the time of the article's publication. Meanwhile, whenever a common nigger/mumble rapper with 5K followers does what they usually tend to do and ends up unalived before the age of 30, there are nationwide news articles about how he "was on the cusp of success" and "had a bright future ahead of him".i think theres a certain need for some people to present their prejudice as some kinda subconscious sense, ''sensing the vibe'' as they'd say, against the thing they dislike
a reasonable and modest person might be able to say ''i hate that bitch, shes rude! but her hair is beautiful....'' or ''i dont support that company for their political actions, but i gotta admit i love their chicken sandwiches.''
very childish people cant do that, they cant give someone credit when credit is due, not even in their own head. and likewise when they dislike something, they need to prove to people that the thing they hate is so inherently evil, and they themselves are so naturally good, so godly and etheral that they subconsciously get ''the icky'' or whatever from the things they dislike
Negroes are always hooked on some kind of drug. Somalis in Somalia chew khat (it’s ruining their country because it makes them do nothing) and continue so when they reach Europe, if not they begin inhaling laughing gas, weed or other local drugs. Same with other flavours of africans, arabs, persians, turks and so forth.buddy......
speaking of which, is that what they call it? whenever i hear black female music in stores, they... vocalize... in an odd combination of not-melodic-enough-to-be-singing and not-rhytmic-enough-to-be-rap mumbling, a sort of whiny, back of your throat kinda cadence and mumble conjoined strings of almost-words like theyre trying to sing right ater eating some caramelmumble rapper
youre letting your hatred get ahead of reasonNegroes are always hooked on some kind of drug. Somalis in Somalia chew khat (it’s ruining their country because it makes them do nothing) and continue so when they reach Europe, if not they begin inhaling laughing gas, weed or other local drugs. Same with other flavours of africans, arabs, persians, turks and so forth.
Using CIA (or any other organization) to excuse the faults of negroes is gross. If CIA really did get them hooked on crack it just substituted whatever they were smoking/drinking before that.
Kinda like that. The best thing I can think of is it's all auto tuned and flat, monotonous short clipped bullshit that sounds like a robot getting stuck in a loop. Like T-Pain with the awfulness cranked up to 11. Or basically the complete opposite of someone like Eminem or Dr. Dre. who can actually formulate coherent thoughts and sentences together into a workable song without relying on a staff of songwriters, auto-tune, a couple of computers, and a producer just to excrete out a sub-3 minute song with titles such as "Wet Ass Pussy" or "Gucci Gang". But I guess I just don't understand it, maybe it really does take 3 "songwriters" to come up with anspeaking of which, is that what they call it? whenever i hear black female music in stores, they... vocalize... in an odd combination of not-melodic-enough-to-be-singing and not-rhytmic-enough-to-be-rap mumbling, a sort of whiny, back of your throat kinda cadence and mumble conjoined strings of almost-words like theyre trying to sing right ater eating some caramel
Some of us need to be better at picking up references and symbolism.
Here’s a scene analysis if you want to read:
Im African for context. The Jollof, fufu, and egusi on one plate i think is to show the extent of the detachment between African Americans and their African heritage. How else would a regular African American know not to eat those together? They’re just excited to be engaging with their ancestral roots, which you see in the scene — the mother’s excited and somewhat desperate attempt to engage her child with her ancestral roots. But also contrast that with the reality that their roots differ (shown with black soul food) and their collective history differs.
This is a trope you see all the time:
African Americans wearing dashikis casually or head wraps, thinking they’re all king and queens in the mother land, etc
Contrast that again with the view spread by the media in the west that Africa is poor and underdeveloped .The 35 cents a day was a reference to commercials in the 90s/2000s and earlier that claimed you could donate and feed African children for few cents a day.
Also don’t forget historical overlap: hippy movement was 60s-70s, and there’s overlap between that and the black power movement. The latter is important because the BPM was an earlier attempt to get in touch with their African ancestral roots, so it’s not completely impossible that she lived in a commune and learned how to make African dishes
The scene revolves around the concept of identity. It is meant to make you feel uncomfortable and point out how odd it is, because that’s the reality. Trying to reconnect with cultural roots, and trying to figure out your identity in general is always awkward, it’s inaccurate at times, it’s uncomfortable but the point is they’re trying.
This scene wasn’t made to appease Africans by being culturally accurate, you lose a lot of the meaning if it was
Point being, there’s a lot going on in this scene if we can get past just what’s on the plate.
While mindless drivel like "WAP" being warbled out by a couple of shrieking she-boons is literally praised as "female empowerment" and "culturally significant" and "song of the year for 2020"
Think the proper term is cloud rap. Most cloud rappers are cowards who don't even smoke crack.speaking of which, is that what they call it?
If George the 3rd gen Ethiopian-American can say he was a kang because of Egyptian pharaohs, I'm gonna start claiming I'm related to queen VictoriaThe whole "we were Kings and Queens" is similar to when Peruvians are called "descendants of the Incas". The Incas only married each other, there are not Inca descendants except perhaps a few people who make that claim because they perhaps can trace their ancestry to some real inca. At the end, it's just a cultural denomination, that we all come from that culture.
Africans do believe they were Kings and Queens because their ancestors were Kings and Queens... equally absurd. Cleopatra, for example, had only kids with her royal husbands/lovers, not with some random slave.
Better hurry before Netflix makes her blackIf George the 3rd gen Ethiopian-American can say he was a kang because of Egyptian pharaohs, I'm gonna start claiming I'm related to queen Victoria
>everyone now believes my ancestor is blackBetter hurry before Netflix makes her black
Y’know, I was prepping to continue the discourse about how blacks calling themselves “kings” and “queens” and calling their exploitation weaves and chemically relaxed hair “crowns”peeves the fuck out of me. But this took me out.Finally came across a cornstarch video on TikTok.
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Note the all caps "DO NOT CONSUME" on an account exclusively dedicated to consuming cornstarch.
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Oh, okay, she doesn't swallow it, therefore this does not fall under the not promoting disordered eating rule...that's just for the anorexic white women, while deleting this sort of content would be racist.
The comments on the video also made me do a double take. Apparently they're prepping their cornstarch before they eat it? They are causing explosions from trying to microwave cornstarch???
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But we can all agree, cornstarch is so delicious you can't even exercise the patience to carefully unwrap the brick of "crunchy pieces" purchased at a premium. We don't be having the time for that, mmmmmm.
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You might of hit on a genius marketing campaign . If I can get dealers to call bricks of coke " photon cookies" I could be racking in money hand over fist from druggies buying up my sugar cookies...sorry I mean cornstarch crunchiesare we SURE the whole cornstarch thing didnt start out as street slang for cocaine or something, and then evolve into people misunderstanding it and giving some cooking starch a bite
they way they buy this shit premium unmarked and unwrap it makes me think, if its not all some kinda sneaky marketing, then at the very least its them attempting to emulate a similar thing
I live in an apartment complex, and this meme is no meme, its all too real. The people above me like to open their windows, and one day I heard it chirping, so I told the maintenance guy. He went and changed their batteries. He said its happened more than once, and he even had a tenant tell him they "got used to it". I heard one chirping the other night while doing laundry too.the other day I was at my Dad's place and he's watching some TV reality show or something that took place in a black house hold.
a few seconds in and I hear the smoke detector chirp; like fucking pottery.