second blog 

second blog

Okay. So I had a chance to read what I wrote last night after sleeping off what it was that got me in a pissy mood in the first place, and I made some good points, I just didn't articulate them well enough.
I shouldn't say that all whites are stupid or ignorant, because I've got some really awesome friends who are white and everything. And when you're in a moshpit, race means diddle. The only predjudice in a pit is gender, but if a girrrl is willing to throw down like the dudes and take her lumps, acceptance eventually comes. Then when some dumb guy who isn't part of the scene makes a comment about "what's that girl doing here" some of your mosh brothers and sisters with whom you've sweated and bled, will most likely beat the crap out of the offending party and toss him out on his ass. Every once in a while these dudes apologise for being dumb males and everything is cool.
I guess you could say that life is like a pit. You wade in not knowing what you'll run into and take the good and bad just like everyone else, and in the end you may be bruised and bleeding but you're stronger in spirit and friendship for it. And bruises are only temporary.