Oh, Georgia vol. 77

Part of my morning routine is reading the local news.  Yeah, I know the world is full of enthralling stories on a daily basis, but the AM hours are a time in which the days are young, so why should I expand the wings so early in the morn, when there’s still so much time ahead of me?  Needless to say however, the local news is sometimes all that I need in order to find an impetus to write something.

And in days like today, sometimes I get a couple of things that catch my fancy, that aren’t necessarily enough to justify warranting an entire wall of text, but combined, make for a hearty post nonetheless.

Another day, another MARTA fight recorded – you know how people believe that as people grow up, they tend to leave certain behaviors behind, like judging people irrationally based on nothing more than physical differences?  Yeah, not so much in this particular case.

Two dudes were arrested after being filmed assaulting two transgendered people (I’m honestly not sure whether to call them women or men) on a MARTA train.  Granted, it’s hard to say at least one of them didn’t have it coming, based on how much they were flapping their gums, but it’s safe to assume that one of the arrested parties is the one to have initiated the confrontation to get motor mouth monologuing like that.

I’m at an age where it’s becoming rarer that the people who do dumb shit that get reported on are revealed to be older than me; most of the time I hear of robberies gone wrong, or petty crimes that make the ironic sections of the news, and they’re usually a bunch of teenagers or twenty-somethings, and I can scoff and be like “pffh, stupid kids,” but in this case, I’m kind of surprised to see that the perps in this assault case are both older than me.

Seriously, at 34 and 35, these are low-lifes who haven’t grown out of the tendencies to be so judgmental, much less verbally right in someone’s face?  I figure by the age of 30, most people realize life shouldn’t be that petty, and most judgmental opinions are done a little more privately.  Guess not!

On another note, I have to say that fight videos like this are like a guilty pleasure to watch.  Train wrecks, obviously.  The guy in the background just going OHHHHH!  OHHHHH!  OHHHHHH!  And I’m astonished that not a single person yelled out “World Star Hip Hop,” too.

Confederate flag Georgia license plate sales rising – who didn’t see this coming?

The SCV said sales of its plate in February were up 175 percent over January, and March sales were double those in January. At the current rate, it is likely that more than 5,000 of the plates will be traveling on Georgia roads by the end of the year, SCV claims.

The funny thing is that I like to imagine that the people who get these plates, aside from their passive-aggressive resentment that Atlanta is perceived as a “black city” as impetus for getting these plates, are stereotypical rednecks that are a little behind the times as far as the speed of information is concerned.

And that the press and attention that was given to the existence of these Confederate flag honoring license plates, is pretty much the largest contributor to why they’re selling so well.  Like, I can’t imagine rednecks on the farm having internet access, and can learn about the existence of stuff like this when it initially breaks, but when like the AJC or the Business Journal keep bringing it up in printed editions, and following up with stories about how inappropriate it is, all it’s really doing is continuing to spread awareness of its existence.

If the Confederates weren’t aware of the existence of Confederate memorial license plates, then they probably all are now, and those who are really gung-ho about trolling “the liberals,” then they’re jumping the gun and renewing their tags early, just so they can have an excuse to equip these new plates earlier than needed.

World’s elite runners not invited to run the Peachtree Road Race – chalk this up under “things being said without actually saying them.”  And that’s “we’re tired of Kenyans and Ethiopians owning our race, and nobody can pronounce their names at the award ceremony and they get pissed.”

Sure, it’s convenient to cite that the PRR is hosting a “national” event, but really it seems like it was kind of done to bar out those from other continents (Africa) that dominate the marathon running scene all across the world.

Even those they’re ineligible to win any prize money, I kind of hope that some Kenyans or Ethiopians register for it anyway, and finish first.

Just to prove a point.

So there we have it.  Irony at its finest, right here in Georgia.

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