Bitches on Wheels

Oh she went against traffic on Ivy to park her luxury SUV after yoga, because she lives right there, you guys. Right there. Or her friend does, and he let’s her use his spot.

I. Don’t. Care.

It’s like, bitch, that – your caucaciousness – is why we are in this state, because you exercise your white privilege to go against traffic and help yourself instead of going around the block and doing the right thing. When other less privileged and entitled folk do this, because they probably saw your spoiled ass doing it, they get stopped and questioned and, sometimes, they get killed.

But by all means, help yourself.

And do not get me started on the Susans that see you crossing the street with your own two feet (or struggling with a wheelchair or pushing a stroller or simply being), that you’re actively using the pedestrian crosswalk, and still cross the line to drive through, because they’re in a hurry or whatever the fuck, not a single white care in the world that they will lose control and hit you or kill you. Dan vergüenza, carajo. (Why are all the kinds of people such little shits?)

Raise the bar, white San Francisco. All of you, San Francisco, but, yeah: mostly white San Francisco Then, maybe, just maybe, boring shit like this won’t have to get said or written again and again. And again. And again.

Thank you.

Oh, and keep your shit together come SantaCon o’clock, OK. I mean, what…was Christmas like at your house. Jeez.

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