/lit/ - Literature

>>10835503
Sometimes I forget just how edgy american lolbertarians can be

>>10740834
>Peterson styles himself as a maestro of introducing to uneducated into higher learning
>Wait a minute, I read his books and they are all intro level more centered around encouraging people to learn more than giving his own thoughts
WHY does this guy trigger people so much? Holy shit I'm so tired of seeing his face everywhere where the same people make the same obvious conclusions

>>10699173
>The reason you're afraid of being beaten up and beheaded by people coming from violent war zones, who believe in a severely radicalized religion, and who identify strongly sign their ethnic backgrounds is because you have a pathological problem , great over yourself
Imagine telling Native Americans that their fear of catching smallpox and being displaced by white people was due to a pathological issue.

He barely even talks about Jordan Peterson or even understands the alt right if he thinks the alt right actually likes Jordan Peterson holy shit.

>>10690744
>Someone took time out of their day to write an autistic rant about why the left can't meme which boils down to
>"Because we get too butthurt about it"
>There are even more autistic morons responding to it , projecting some kind of intellect in the matter without ever thinking they could *possibly* be over thinking it
Humans were a mistake

How do I into literature?

The beach was hot, but the water cool,
A deadly combination that would have Tyrone play the fool.

Tyrone had just finished his last day of summer school. He knew he wasn't book smart like all the white honor roll kids or his Uncle Tom teacher, Dr. Jones. Finishing a third session of MLK High's summer program only proved this point. But, he would be a senior and make his mom proud by graduating in the spring for whatever that'd be worth. Hell, senior year wasn't anything more than teenage babysitting at its core. Of course he could make something out of it if he planned to "further his education," but he wasn't interested and never had been. Tyrone thought college was a scam. You work and you die. How you make your money doesn't make a lick of difference, so fuck it. There are always janitorial jobs and he damn well knew McDonald's hires 24/7, seven days a week. The beautiful thing about working a sucker job is that you can always say fuck it and pack up shop. Tyrone would never have to be a corporate kiss ass. He'd never have to worry about the job market being bad. He'd never have to hear a single, "GOODNESS ME, MICHAEL! WHERE ARE THOSE SPREADSHEETS? IT'S DARN NEAR 5 O'CLOCK!" As long as he wanted work, he'd find it. He wasn't stupid or lazy, not really. Tyrone was just uninspired. For some people the stars aren't worth reaching for. Even if he worked his ass off in school and went to college, the best he could hope to do is become another Dr. "Uncle Tom" Jones. He didn't want that. So when the bell rang and he walked down the steps of MLK High at the end of his third consecutive "Summer Learning Session," Tyrone wanted nothing more than to enjoy the last few weeks before Fall Semester started back up.

He got a text and glanced down at his phone. "Beach?" his cousin had texted. Tyrone and everyone he knew were over 70 miles from the nearest beach, but what the hell. It beat sitting at home playing videogames with a busted A/C unit. He wrote back, "yo def. Wat time?" He had walked almost halfway back home and sweated all the way through his wife-beater before his cousin called to explain his family would be going out tomorrow morning to celebrate his dad getting paroled. The first thing his dad wanted to do after getting out was to smoke up some ribs and barbeque chicken on the beach like their grandad used to do back in the day. It was supposed to be an immediate-family only affair, but Tyrone had been like a brother to his cousin Marquis and Marquis urged his parents to bring his cousin along. So, Tyrone got the invite and agreed to be picked up the following day around Ten O'clock.

Tyrone got back home and was hit by a wall of heat when he opened the flimsy apartment door. As he sat down in his room and booted up the PS4, he thought his time on the beach couldn't come around soon enough...