The White Gene
I want everybody to take a second, close their eyes, and imagine all of the streakers, sky divers, and bungee jumpers you've ever seen. Think of all of those images you've come across in your lifetime and all of the times that person has been black, latino, or asian. What's that? Zero times? Shocking.
What is it within the white gene that drives a person to take off their clothes and run through public, tie a rubber band around their waist and jump from a bridge, or leap out of an aircraft with a sheet in a backpack, (and sometimes all three), just for kicks? Whatever this look-at-me, closeness to death feeling is, why does no other race seem to pursue it in these ways? I wonder if it's just that living regular everyday life can be thrilling enough for minorities, so they don't feel the need to go out of their way to seek it. I don't know, but I'm stumped. As always, feel free to leave your opinion in the comments.
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