It makes working class America seem very cozy.
And it makes being young look pretty good.
And I hate it.
It makes me feel excluded.
Why do I not work at Mc Jingles or at the Uphoon store?
I wished my life was so romantic.
I wished… I was black.
We’re dinosaurs, Vic.
In general working class life in this day and age is paradise, compared to college-educated life.
Thankfully I never finished my university studies and was able to stay out of serious debt and thankfully I have some actually useful skills.
But I don’t have a pickup.
Once I do, you’ll be hard pressed to find a happier man.
Taking a fucking beating in the markets today, I wanna fucking cry.
But I have proved the concept. I knew before I left home that it would drop - a lot. But I have a 20 min window each day to place my trade. Then a 10 hour work day.
I know it works. Now it’s just, do I have the balls to quit my job.
They were a bunch of smugglers in the colonies whose group eventually became organized and well funded enough to kick out the government and write Omerta into law.
“I wouldn’t lay a finger on a woman… but i slap the shit out of a ho.”
In that spirit, let’s analyze pimp culture. What qualifies a pimp, not what makes him a pimp, a pimp is one who makes a business out of it; but what qualifies a pimp is if a ho brings you shit without asking. And without ever spending a dime on, needless to say. But there’s a more formal requirement, which is if a ho brings you weed without you asking. And the actual ritual initiation is if a ho brings you another dude’s weed without you asking, and without you ever spending a dime on. There’s a… when that happens, a pimp is made. But it is true, it’s hard out there for a pimp.