Part 2 in my multipart series of :stormfront: melting down after being exposed to a conversation about race that doesn't begin and end with "I don't see race"
Part 2 in my multipart series of :stormfront: melting down after being exposed to a conversation about race that doesn't begin and end with "I don't see race"
Literally telling me I need to go outside and touch grass because of my problems with the racist shit you've said versus me telling you that you're wrong about saying racist shit.
What a fucking load of work you turned out to be. Just like saying to yourself "I don't think I'm shirking any kind of self criticism here" as if you're the person you need to listen to in such situations.
The way you weaponize civility is fucking disgusting.
Lying about the criticism you're receiving to yourself is fucking pathetic. The desperate need to frame any friction you get so as to make yourself the victim. What a spoiled fucking brat. To think that embracing whiteness like this should be off limits as a criticism.
What a fucking nerve on you to have it in your head that you should be able to speak as much as you listen.
Huh, lots to think about here. I think I'm going to do some self criticism.