What to expect, in the Atl
an exposure of the underbelly of 'hotlanta' (hoodlanta)
if you're coming to visit, then don't even worry about any of this stuff, it's not really going to apply to you too much. i mean, you'll see it and everything, but it'll be more of a novelty or some sort of form of entertainment versus something that you'd actually have to consider for anything.
if you're going to be moving here, and you're not hood, then there are some things that you need to know. lol, because they do things differently down here. i was born in pittsburgh, and my mom is from canada. my dad is from virginia. i grew up in upstate new york. then i got down to smyrna, ga (a suburb of atlanta) when i was about twelve. i was in middle school, and the middle school had almost all kids of the same race in it. the very first things that i got were: a)you think you're cute because you look like a white girl; b)you think you're cute because you have hair like a white girl; and c) you think you're cute because you talk like a white girl. now, just know i was coming from upstate new york where it was really, really diverse and everyone got along, really well! i had never encountered racism until i got to georgia. and when i heard these kids saying these things, i was like what the hell?! i'm not white, and i can't even understand you, at all.
that's one of the first things that you'll notice when you get here. they speak a kind of english around here that's really, really butchered. even educated people fuck it up. you know what a friend of mine told me once? never mind. lol, it was backwards, and that's just what you get here. a bunch of backwards people who are exceptionally crass and stubborn and hyper-hypocritical. and now, it's not everyone, but if the population is 5 million, then about 2 million are critically mentally impaired. and i don't mean handicapped, i mean, they are handicapped, but it's a kind of self-inflicted handicap. super-brainwashed, addicted to everything ridiculous and uuber-delusional. and loud. you'll never run into people in your LIFE that are any louder than people in atlanta.
is there anything nice to say about the people here? yeah, sure! once in a while, you'll run into a normal person, and it'll be great! because, you'll run into a ton of crazies before you see someone normal. or, it's just that they're so crazy that you can't even realize that there are normal people around. ok ok ok, we're talking about the good things. ok ok ok....ok, they LOVE kids here! well, that's not completely accurate, at all. they love to HAVE kids here. because there are a TON of kids here, but none of them are very cared for. and another good thing, the people here will make your nerves like steel, because when you see it for yourself, over and over, you'll go from total heartbreak to completely desensitized. lol. 'getch yo ass in the ca', NOW!' 'come on little n****r' (i'm not kidding, totally have heard that one), 'don't make me beat the hell out of you!'....no exaggeration at all dude. i can't even remember the last time i heard a typical atlien show their kid love. i mean, i do remember this time in the coffee shop that this homeless-looking dude dug into his mouth, for literally, 5-6 minutes, while eating a chocolate croissant, and this kid strayed from his mom and sat near him. she did let the kid keep the half of the croissant that the dude gave to him while she was still at the counter. so gross, but i guess that was something nice. i'm serious, that's the best i can come up with.
and, i do remember these kids being allowed to run free....so free! alllll throughout my apartment building. in diapers, barefoot, alone. one was about one and a half, and the other was about two. dirty, with pacifiers. alone, for hours. with doors that easily open to the outside, marble staircases, that are STEEP, and doors that easily let people in. i'd leave to go run errands, and i'd see them on my way out and on my way back in. and this was regular. is this nice? i'm sorry, it's the best that i can do. if this sounds crazy, i won't even touch on all of the other things that go on. if i do, i'm going to have to make a part two lol.
hmm, another good thing about the 'childrens'. lol, tax refund! if you love seeing an infinite sea of brand new cars, like ford focuses, challengers, 300m's, magnums, hyundai's and fords, then this IS the place for you. and sometimes, you'll see a bently in the middle of a trashy parking lot outside of a barber shop. i'm not kidding. lol.
and when you get here, know the the kind of nonsense that you're going to be dealing with is a little bit more special and a little bit more out of the ordinary. because.......georgia has the third highest drop-out rate in the nation. so, on top of self-inflicted madness, mixed in there is a place that a lot of people with little education, and usually bad education. and formal education isn't necessary, but it helps. it helps someone to learn how to think in a lot of new ways, ask questions, inspire research and thought, it also helps people interact with a variety of people, it enriches their minds, it helps the mind expand. but here in atlanta, you're going to get a whole lot of very segregated, one-dimensional people who a constantly whining about their situation. and a lot who are really, really into things that are totally out of their income levels. super-expensive clothes and cars and phones. i heard a girl 'joning' her co-worker at waffle house about not having the newest iphone. and you know, i went there a few times, and i heard this same conversation (from her, directed to someone else) twice. and once, during the same conversation of her talking about covering her tattoos on her neck and hands with makeup in order to make it into the military. i'm not kidding, and if anything i'm kind of watering it down because it was WAY more ridiculous than i'm able to put into words accurately. and, you'll also hear, ooooover and over that college is waaaay to expensive. lol. smh.
i'm seeing that i am going to have to make a part two. i haven't even gotten to the meat. all of this was just a warm-up. i still need to cover lots and lots of territory, like super insecure, over-confident slutty women and the most fuck-hungry dudes i've ever seen in my entire life. and how break-ins are the name of the game, and the wannabe hard dudes that think that they know what tough is. and how thick the cologne is on the guy who just sat in front of me. lol. thick cologne is a fashion-statement here. you have to make sure that they can smell you before they see you lol.
i'll see you in part II.
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