I’m very perturbed about why on one of the blogs I have in the cache of my reader, I found the phrase “ghetto craziness.”
I went to the Colorado State Fair! I go every year. As we open this week’s show, I rhapsodize about why state fairs are so fantastic. When I’m at the fair, I live on the edge: I get an airbrushed tattoo. I have my handwriting analyzed. I ride the Freak Out. I stick my hand into the “What Am I?” boxes at the Natural Resources building. I pet a goat, then eat a funnel cake without applying hand sanitizer.
That’s dangerous stuff, folks. But there’s something incredibly satisfying about being a suburban girl indulging in a bit of ghetto craziness. It’s a concession prize for never being in 4H. It’s a reprieve from dressing up every day, doing sensible work and eating protein and salads as if I actually enjoy them. At the State Fair, I can be a different Lisa. And no one judges me. Or if they do, I don’t care; I just stomp off to the small animal barn and pet the bunnies.
The immediate response was to be angry, and then another part of me took over, and I wanted to know why. Why do we use the phrase ghetto craziness to explain what happens ate the floor? To explain unsanitary conditions, and general craziness. I really don’t understand. What prods us in the direction to even think of using the “ghetto” which is understood as a place where some people live to be thought of as a place to compare a fair to. I really don’t understand it.
And then on top of that if you think that eating a funnel cake without applying hand sanitizer is the danger you can attribute to the ghetto, I really do not understand, so…someone please help me out here… just let me in. If you want the blog it’s at… http://www.boundlessline.org. Umm, yeah I think that’s all I have to say about that.