My name's Sam, and I'm really into dream pop and freak folk singers with fucked up voices.
Hi, I’m Sam Lindeman, and I’m a would-be chocolatier. One of my first jobs was at a chocolate store where I learned to work, mold, and temper chocolate; I never learned the process of making it from scratch though, which is something I’ve always wanted. I’m extremely organized and punctual, and work well in a high-paced setting. I currently work at a restaurant serving drinks and food, all while walking on six inches of sand. My balance is really awesome. I currently live in Bushwick on the border of Bed-Stuy. I write a blog at http://yourfeastistotheeast.wordpress.com/ , though, I’m probably the only person that thinks I’m funny. Oh, and I’m really really good at hula hooping. Like, I could probably do it for an hour. When I was six, there was this Persian girl that lived next door to me (she wasn’t very nice), but she was a mad good hula hooper. That is what I took away from her. And one more thing, I am this girl - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ldQGPwuHhkM
Grilled Cheese Food Truck
My name is Sam Lindeman, and I’m a would-be baker. Though I have no formal training or experience, I grew up with a southern belle of a mom who showed me the ropes in the baking department, and even gave me some hidden tips from her mother’s kitchen. Pies are a staple in my household, and I sometimes even like to make cakes. I’m currently a waiter, so I have a great sense of urgency, work well under pressure, and am extremely organized and punctual. I work well in a fast-paced environment. Ultimately, I’m a passionate baker who hasn’t found the right opportunity to cultivate my skills and want for knowledge. I’ve also posted some pictures below. I make pecan pies, whoopie pies, and 14-layer cakes.
I don’t think anyone is arguing that disliking people based on their race is anything other than a negative. I think the issue is just your seriously over simplistic evaluation of racism, it’s effects, and how people of colour should be dealing with it. You are a white boy model, and you’re 22 years old, and you clearly don’t have any experience in this area. Sure, you lived in Japan and experienced some racism, there’s no disputing that. But at any point if things didn’t work for you, you cold come back to your cosy white home and get on with your life, walking around obnoxiously with your shirt off. Now think what it’s like for a person of colour, IN THEIR OWN COUNTRY, to experience what you experienced every single day of their lives. And then ask yourself whether hearing some half naked upstart regurgitating pageant answers like “world peace” and “love everybody” and “racism is bad mKay?” would make you mad as hell or not. I have a friend here in Australia. We went to school together. She works as a restaurant manager and makes more money than I do. Her parents were from Tonga. She was desperate to find a rental property and got knocked back for over 10 applications, and things were getting desperate for her. In the end, I applied for a house for her, and put my name on the lease. I inspected one house, made one application, and everything was approved. Coincidence? I don’t think so. The same thing has happened to her before. Unfortunately the majority white real estate agents think Polynesian people will trash their customers’ homes, so they refuse to rent them out to them. Understandably, my friend really resents white people for their unfair advantages, and I don’t blame her. Using your definition, she is a racist, and apparently that’s a bad thing, but she is living in a society that is overwhelmingly more racist towards people like her than it is the other way around. What’s your solution, oh wise and powerful model boy? Make a sign and march down the street and be ignored by the white people who have the power to make things better for everyone? Huh? No ones arguing that this is an ugly situation, but a little more insight, education on institutionalised racism, on symbolic racism, and a little more acknowledgement of the REALITY of white privilege in YOUR country (not in Japan) might go a long way.
i made a mix this week.
Important pieces of today:
My hair looks like Princess Ariel’s
My boobies look fantastic
I don’t have any clean underwear so I’m going commando
My butt looks really cute too.