RAVEN MACK is a mystic poet-philosopher-artist of the Greater Appalachian unorthodox tradition. He does have an amazing PATREON, but also *normal* ARTIST WEBSITE too.

Friday, April 5

SONG OF THE DAY: You'll Cowards Don't Even Smoke Crack

Sitting in the back of a training session at work oh fake work the backbone of Americanism, and we have “brain breaks” where we watch jaunty “fun” videos and there was one about coffee and how great coffee is and it’s all white people in here, not dirty white people but clean shineface white people who believe in Americanism still, and idk man I don’t enjoy this life I’ve stumbled into sometimes. Working with crackheads on a paint crew was a lot more exciting. I guess this is progress, but I’m not sure. Sitting at the back of a room full of bonafide white people where I feel completely uncomfortable and out of place and not myself and it’s Friday and I don’t really feel like giving a fuck, makes me wish it was my week to run this training and my brain break video would just be this Viper song.
I have a lot of funny working with crackheads stories, specifically from a period in Farmville which y'all got no idea about small town crackheads vs. city crackheads, it's like a whole different level of comedic behavior from tragic circumstances. But I don't really feel like sharing them openly on the gentrified internet because I fear y'all cowards might actually be too white. I'll be walking around most of the weekend though, catch me at the bus stop.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'm glad you wrote this out because recently I realized I get really uncomfortable in a room with just white people unless its my family. I wondered if I was a white rareity or maybe I was feelin white privelege guilt but I think it really boils down to I don't give a fuck about coffee or the Bachelor.