What’s Your Fucking Point?

So, I got drawn into an international discussion about Ferguson. Someone, who I’d been familiar with “tagged me” into a post, I frankly didn’t care about. But this person, a Canadian I’ve mentioned before, in previous posts, is usually good for stimulating conversation.

His opener was:

Wow, Grant is a special kind of stupid, huh?

This is why you’re an idiot, Grant

From 2000-fucking-thousand miles away.

This was what it came down to, this question and about 30 others this person ignored. Me being stupid, racist, blind, a liar, and “not shit”— for not echoing the herd.

In the true spirit of understanding.

Is this getting good material for your standup? Do you think this will do well at the clubs? Will Mike Brown’s death bring you good stand up material? Glad you could capitalize on this tragedy.

Once, I dispensed with his narrative filled with fallacy, he reminded me he was comedian.

And Grant…this is my fucking stage! This is my page…and if you don’t like what I am posting and cannot come correct than shove it up your ass and move along.

You ain’t my fucking friend and I don’t need to suffer your ignorance and bullshit

Well, this is my blog, so, you’re going to be framed as an opportunistic, unoriginal asshole.

Then block or delete.. My shit is quite correct. This isn’t my first rodeo with sanctimonious progressive west coast assholes lecturing me on my state government and calling it a “debate”.

Oooohh yeah, now you’re just a guy trying to make a living as a comedian. An artist. And I’m bullying *you*. We know you’re creative and open minded, everyone is really impressed. You opened with calling me names and tell me to leave… Maybe you just suck at your fucking job? How about that?

This conversation wouldn’t go down like this in real life.

Then it got into political affiliation and Missouri Election Laws. Because I chose to reveal my familiarity with the election process and the local politics.

“What kind of bullshit is that? They don’t ask your political affiliation to work a polling station. What the fuck are you talking about?” – alleged comedian, Ross Miller

Called me a racist and a liar, a dozen times.

Yes, Mr Miller they do…
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Photo via The Missouri Secratary of State’s Office.

Is this a revolution starting? Has this place, St. Louis, been chosen? Is this where real revolutionaries dig in and start slugging it out with the true might of the American military apparatus? Lambs to the slaughter, believe it. This is not a machine designed to turn on it’s own. It’s just a machine that ensures our interests abroad

Well, I must say.. The larger ‘revolution’ picked a sorry spot to pick a fighting front. It’s facing actual combat vets in a vital American metropolis. Let’s get down to the nitty-gritty is this justification for warfare? No, it’s fucking not.

This felt like an ambush… Like, I was marked as a Missouri rube, who couldn’t speak for my state or community. That’s the real problem with the optics outside of St. Louis. Elitism and belief that anyone not completely calling for the immediate death of Darren Wilson, is complicit in some sort of grand conspiracy. It’s a reverse progressive Benghazi, they just won’t stop. “It has to be this narrative, it just has to be.” It’s almost like their mind can’t fathom anything else. He wanted my attention, well here it is:

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These were my parting words:

You’re talking about you’re pathetic stage, while I’m talking about my home. Would you do this to a Palestinian who opposed Hamas? Because that’s the moral equivalency touted everyday.. Same struggle. Blah. Blah. Blah.

He called me obsessed, like I some how was mesmerized by his comedic genius and it put me into a trance of seeking his approval, the nerve of these fucking people, really.

I corrected my typos, I’m soooo obsessed, I’m probably like Buffalo Bill.
Or I’m choosing to engage you while I’m bored at my in-laws enjoying my wonderful life.
You kept pushing with more and more hateful rhetoric, in the face of a cogent exchange between Stephane and I. You deserve everything you’ve received.
You haven’t answered one question. And this isn’t your stage, it’s an 8-lane highway of communication. Probably shouldn’t play in traffic Ross. It’s not a game to some.
I bet you love the Vice live-streams and think Bassem’s bombastic nonsense is insightful and real.

You made someone’s blog Mr. Miller, pat yourself on the back.

You are no different than the Al Sharpton’s of the world, only seeking to benefit from others misery. You’re apart of the professional grievance industry, Mr. Martin. You disgust me…

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