I am an Ass, pt 2

Well, that went all to shit.

I made a post on tumblr, genuinely thanking some of the people I follow for an insight into a language I don't know. White privilege strikes again. I must have fucked up what I meant.

I did not mean to imply that I was taking the entire language and turning it into a conlang. I was trying to say that I was taking several elements I saw in the lingual shift and using that, along with elements from other languages to help in creating the dialectical differences in what I was working on. I am truly sorry to everyone who misread. It was a massive mistake on my part.


Score another one for the stupid-ass white girl.

I am an Ass

I want to apologize for one of my previous posts. I re-read it and I am an ass that needs to get her privilege checked.

I am white. I have not experienced racial discrimination. I do not know what it is like to experience racial discrimination because I am white.

Sorry about that guys.

In other news:
• CPR training starts at WLA tomorrow. Kinda scared about it. The fact that I will have training for emergency situations immediately makes me do the freakage.
• After CPR clinicals start. Me actually dealing with people in a people setting. I am not much of a people person. I am afraid I will mess it up.
• The guys get back in Ft. Myers the end of this week, but THERE IS FREAKING FAMILY STUFF IN ORLANDO!

That's all for now. TTYL

Accidental Racism

Ma was complaining about not getting a job and I kinda had to cringe. She and Gramma made a couple jokes about the fact that the guy she spoke to might not even read English. "I know his name sounds Anglo, but you can never be sure."

*headdeskfacepalm*

I so wished I could have told Ma to shut up. I know I aint the best person to let her know, white privilege and all that crap, but at least I am aware of it. Well, Ma might be aware also, but I know for a fact it is hard to change habits. I know I suck at changing privileged habits.

I guess it's cause of Dunbar. I mean, I know slightly what it is to be "other". It was not as bad as non-Anglos in real life, but I have a basic idea that I can extrapolate from. And google. Google is always awesome.

I just wish I could be braver.