Paris Is Burning

Because some teenager got shot.

So I rob a Gucci store to get revenge.

But then I ask myself: am I angry at the kid getting shot? Or at the fact I can’t afford Gucci?

I realise it’s probably the latter.

And the media tells me that its the Whites’ fault I can’t afford Gucci in the first place.

And I know I’m oppressed because Erica Marsh told me that I can’t succeed in a merit-based system.

And so I deserve REPARATIONS.

And a Voice to parliament.

And to be given priority medical care.

And tax exemptions.

And native title.

You have to rename your cities, too.

Because everything that you have, you stole from me.

And I don’t even care that some kid got shot.

All I want to do is destroy the business it took you 15 years to build.

And throw a brick through the window of your home.

Because I hate your country.

Even though I moved my whole family here.

And I get so caught up in rioting that I don’t even realise this is what the media wants me to do.

I can’t see that they’re using me as a pawn.

They just want Macron to declare a National Emergency so he can start tracking citizens.

Because now that COVID’s over, people aren’t panicked enough. They’re starting to think for themselves again.

So they need a new thing, a new crisis.

Because that’s the perfect excuse to take away peoples’ rights.

So whilst I think I’m being a #FREEDOMFIGHTER, I’m really just signing my own death warrant.

Because now the State will install facial recognition cameras on every street corner.

Then they’ll ban cash payments.

And they’ll be able to control every aspect of my life.

And I did this to myself… why?

Because the media told me that I deserve a mansion the minute I arrived into a new country.

They told me that everything is racially motivated and capitalism is oppression.

They told me that every statistical anomaly between groups of people can be attributed to racism, as if every single group of people would be completely equal in every single aspect were it not for this oppressive system set up by the Whites for their benefit.

And even though I have eyes and a brain I believed this pseudo-academic nonsense which, now that I actually stop and think about it, is quite clearly flawed.

And I begin to wonder if I should’ve robbed that Gucci store.

Maybe I should’ve worked an extra two hours. Or gone to the gym. Or studied.

It’s hard to say, maybe I’ll just wait for the news to tell me.

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