Anyone who knows me well will tell you with confidence that I have a good memory. They may even tell you that I have a frighteningly good memory. So please, trust that the things I tell you now are true and real (and verified by people who were already adults

“I wasn’t poor; I was po’ I couldn’t afford the O-R” – Big L, “Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous” I wasn’t born with a silver spoon in my mouth. If I had, my father would’ve pawned it to pay the rent. No joke. I was alive back when rent

Irish people have it pretty good in America these days, but this was not always the case.  White privilege was not extended to Irish Americans in the US from the mid-1800s to the early 1900s, and Irish people were not considered white people back then — despite their fair complexion.

Hailing from the greater San Diego area, I’ve come across a handful of American flag-waving vigilante a-holes who make it their life missions to patrol and “protect” the U.S. border from immigrants who are supposedly going to steal their jobs, and ruin everything. You can probably guess how I feel