Many ethnicities within America have a day, week or even a month dedicated to historical and cultural recognition. If you have an issue with Black History month, you’re really taking issue with the marketing behind it. In which case, I’d agree with you. Like with white history – black, brown, red and yellow history should be celebrated daily.

See how I still managed to make that mildly offensive?

If some of your biggest accomplishments and fondest memories are from high school, you probably peaked too soon.

My mother spent some time video chatting with the kids yesterday and asked my son “Why was Martin Luther King Jr so special?” where my son replied:

He changed the rules. He wanted white kids to be able to play with brown kids. Like, if you were from India you could only play with Indian kids.

So simple and to the point.

You can’t bend over and grab your ankles, just to turn around and complain that someone fucked you too roughly.

No matter your race, intent or context I find your use of the word Ghetto offensive.

ghetto |ˈgetō|

noun ( pl. -tos or -toes)
a part of a city, esp. a slum area, occupied by a minority group or groups.

• historical the Jewish quarter in a city : the Warsaw Ghetto.
• an isolated or segregated group or area : the relative security of the gay ghetto.

verb ( -toes, -toed) [ trans. ]
put in or restrict to an isolated or segregated area or group.

Using the term to describe something as cheap or tacky or a person as lazy or apathetic is ignorant and offensive because it links those characteristics to the people that generally live in the quote unquote “Ghetto.” People who live in the ghetto are there due to circumstance, not because they’re cheap or lazy or anything you may consider beneath you.

If I called you ghetto, you’d be offended. Why? Think about it. If you’re misguided however, and think ghetto is cool or something worth aspiring to, you’re fucked up. It doesn’t add character, only exposes your lack thereof.

The meat not fit for middle class consumption, the fruit easiest to harvested and the vegetables too lacking in quality to reach the tables of the rich, is what generations had been forced to consume for survival.

This same food made edible with copious amounts of grease and salt, hunger and heat, desperation and hard labor has become a mainstay in the diets of these people’s ancestors.

Generations continue to poison themselves for the familiar taste that is called; cuisine by the poorly informed, peddled as cost efficient grocery by cooperate America and  embraced as a celebrated staple of a community in decline.

One can be a fuck up, and still successful. One can also be a honorable failure.

I respect neither.

I’m not knocking your hustle. I’m knocking the reason your hustling in the first place. Perspective.

When going into business for yourself know that passion, skill and talent can only take you so far. What keeps you afloat, focussed and successful is savings.

Outside of raw talent, confidence will get you further in life than charm, charisma or anything else your personality holds dear.