One of the entries on the popular new WordPress blog, “Stuff White People Like”, should be “Stuff White People Like”.
Since last week, approximately 17 different white people have told me about “Stuff White People Like”. They rave, they are addicted, they think it’s hysterical that “other” white people are so lame. No one I know thinks – or at least will admit to thinking – that this blog depicts them.
They do know that this blog is satire, right? Dead on, really funny, well-written satire. But satire, nonetheless. That means that if you are white, you are American, you are middle to upper-middle class, and you are a hipster, urbanite, yuppie, mid-20s to mid-30s person, this blog is about YOU. Not the person who thinks they are cool just down the street who listens to bands you’ve never heard of, but you. You – who think that because you have non-white friends, you are cool. You – who are laughing at the “bike” craze entry, but grab your yoga mat and head out the door because you are late for Hatha 2.
Really, I think that this blog should be entitled “Stuff Rich, Navel-Gazing, White People Who Live in Urban Centers Like”, because this list doesn’t really pertain to poor, white people or people who live in Iowa. I should know because I’ve been a part of both groups of white people; I grew up trailer trash, and now I’m (a little resistantly) in the hip, urban class.
In that vein, I’m thinking about doing a piss-take blog called “Stuff Poor White People Like”. Maybe entry #1 will be “Fried Food”.
My daily fast is over, which has probably made me cranky, so I think that I’ll stop harping on about white people liking “Stuff White People Like”, and go to Church’s Fried Chicken.