#low lifes

[mikeo56]

Good to see you Sober!

How’s that Marshall Reddick 12 step - Harass your neighbor set their house on fire - program working for you?

[nhus321]

White trash. For many, the name evokes images of trailer parks, meth labs, beat-up Camaros on cinder blocks, and poor rural folks with too many kids and not enough government cheese. It’s a put-down, the name given to those whites who don’t make it, either because they’re too lazy or too stupid. Or maybe it’s because something’s wrong with their inbred genes. Whatever the reason, it’s their own damn fault they live like that.

On the other hand, there are plenty of people now willing to wear “white trash” as a badge of honor. Much as African American youth turned the despised word nigger into an expression of pride and solidarity (usually as the abbreviated nigga) or the way that LGBT activists have reclaimed queer, some white people now identify as “white trash” to signal rebelliousness and cultural difference—their refusal of a bland, mainstream white society that oppresses and stifles.

And there is a third popular use of the term: to denigrate and punish the rich and famous when they act badly. Despite her millions, Paris Hilton can be called out for a “trashy” lifestyle, and George Clooney can tell us, in his self-mocking kind of way, that beneath a dapper exterior, he’s really just white trash. And, as comedian and actor Tom Arnold said of his marriage to comedian, actress, and sometime political aspirant Roseanne Barr, “We’re America’s worst nightmare—white trash with money!”

So, is “white trash,” as campy director John Waters once said, “the last racist thing you can say and get away with”? Or has it become a symbol of something like ethnic pride? Or is it just a comical phrase used to condemn, excuse, or celebrate bad behavior, like too much drinking, cussing, fighting, and general screwing around?

And then there’s the bigger question: Why should we care, anyway? What makes white trash talk anything more than pop culture trivia? To answer these questions it helps to look to the past, to see when and how the term arose, and to think about the uses to which it has been put, by whom, and why. Surprisingly, the answers have a lot to do with our changing ideas about sex, class, and gender.

[wvsbrgde-blog]

[glenn-davis-doctor-g]

13 October 2015

Maria and I thought this was hilarious, pathetic and oh so true: What have you done with your life? "I'm Wench" (or insert any other fitting name)

[innbred]

Wasting my time on pathetic people

[urruckinfine]

These two are perfect summaries of this trip to Seattle with my teammates… so much dumb shit went down and it was just all down fucking hill. This’ll be one for the story books. Shitty ass Seattle people can go to hell, right after I fuck then up for what had happened to my friends… We have agreed that Idaho is so much better than Washington, people and street wise

[die-famous]

Have you ever spent any amount of time in a small time?  Seems great, right?  No city noise, less pollution, peace and quiet all around.  Sometimes.  I've lived in one for the past 10 years, and after a while, it starts to get to you.

For instance, I've always wondered what it is about this beautiful place that attracts low lifes, scum of the earth.  Is there some website that only they know about?  I'll never understand.

This morning one of them showed up at my house, looking for the owner, to inquire about renting.  My fiancée told her we live there, so she asked for a number to contact our landlord.  First of all, her number is on the giant HOUSE FOR SALE SIGN on the post.  She proceeded to walk down the road to my office, where she clearly had no idea that I was the fiancée of the guy she had just spoken to, even though he had just told her.  I suggested she go over to the store, maybe someone over there knew of somewhere to rent.  I guess she didn't like that answer, because she went home and emailed my boss, asking her the same question. 

I could also suggest she lay off the crack and get a fucking job, but that would be the obvious thing to do.  She couldn't make eye contact with me and was constantly twitching.  I had encountered her once before, while she waited for the bank to open.  I prayed silently that it would open soon and she would leave. 

We all struggle.  I go in to work every day and I can't afford to own a house.  In many cases, these pieces of shit own multiple properties, drive expensive cars, and never have to go to work.  I'm thinking maybe I should become a big time drug dealer.  What am I doing sitting behind a desk, when the big money is in pills and powder.