"Shut up white boy!"

This was what I heard out of a "white boy" while I was reffing intramural flag football earlier this week. This statement bothered me. I don't care that white people are dressing like they are "black" or even that they use ebonics and say stuff like "for shizzle" (even though it is really stupid when they do), but it seems a little odd that someone would say that

I have noticed that white people have been saying racist things about their own race. When a white kid calls another white kid a "cracker" or "white boy", does he actually think he is black? Or does he sincerely hate his own race? I can't figure it out. I love rap music and black culture as much as the next guy, but I don't hate white people because of it.

Are there actually people that are so ignorant that not only are they racist, but they don't even realize that they are racist against themselves? I don't really know where I am going with this. It is just crazy to think that some people change and other people change so much that they stay the same. That doesn't really make sense, but whatever.

I have just realized how crazy the world officially is. I am sitting in my Native American History class which I dread every Friday. It is a 3 hour class that is only on Friday because our teacher lives and teaches in Eugene. This week, he couldn't make it over so he is teaching us through a live feed on a t.v. and web cams. He can see and hear us and we can see and hear him. I strategically placed myself over by the door where his web cam can't see what I am doing. He is talking about who knows what. I have been checking my e-mail, fantasy teams, facebook, stocks, etc. I am getting credit for being here and participating while I have not done any of those. I am here, but not really. Why am I not paying attention? Other than this being horribly boring listening to this lecture, the notes are online. Why do I have to be here?

My professor: "Any other thoughts?"

Whole Class: Silence

Some fat guy 10 seconds later: "Well isn't corn the biggest crop among Native Americans?"

I am pretty sure that is racist.

I am one of nine people on their computers right now and I don't see anyone in Microsoft Word taking notes. I see two of them on facebook and another on her Limewire downloading Bob Marley.

Another thing that I don't understand is why I am taking a Native American History class when I am going to teach math. I know you need history to learn from other people's mistakes, but I think that I already know not to trust people I don't know (especially rich white people).

I can't believe that some day kids in my classes are going to think these same things about my class. It is kind of disappointing.

It has been just over 11 months since I have written anything and I figured that if I don't read my brother and sister's blogs, I might as well make them read mine. Actually Sean Dart made me start writing again. I couldn't let a guy that I coached show me up in any way, even though he already passed me up as a basketball player a while ago. Not a lot has changed from when I last posted, other then my new found love for 90210. There were so many things I was mad about over the last 11 months: The new Indiana Jones movie (thanks for covering that South Park) and the guy from "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" on the MTV VMA's (It makes you rethink voting for Barack if a person like that would do it) just to name a few. I also have a lot to be thankful for: A girlfriend that likes sports (and beer) and it is football and almost basketball season. I will try to write somewhat consistantly and think of some funny stories to tell, so my sister stays happy. Sorry it took so long.