Watching coverage of the Kentucky Derby, with all these ladies wearing incredibly fancy hats.
On the one hand, it’s very annoying. On the other hand, it’s incredibly arousing and I wish ladies would wear fancy hats every day.
I don’t know. Like every five minutes there’s a lady with a new, even more incredibly ridiculous fancy hat and at first, I’m like, “That’s absurd!” but then after a minute I’m like, “Huh…but she pulls it off.”
Discuss.
…it would be cultural appropriation, for I am cis gendered, white, male privileged scum.
It’s too bad I can’t wish you a happy Cinco de Mayo, because up until I realized it was going to be cultural appropriation, I was going to invite you all over to BQB for chips, salsa, guacamole, nachos, burritos and margaritas.
But I’m not Mexican, so I can’t offer you any such delicious treats.
As discussed in a previous post, I am part-Scandanavian, so I can enjoy a plate of hot, salted codfish balls, the same kind that were enjoyed by my Viking ancestors.
You can’t have any though unless you are of Viking descent.
So, tell you what. Let’s just throw a party called, “The Fifth of May” and everyone bring food that is appropriate for their own personal culture and please do not share it with anyone outside of your culture.
Thank you.
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