The Buckinchere Transcendence

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  • Melting Pots were never meant to be a place of cultural sharing

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    B. Lorenzo Buckinchere

    Feb 25, 2024

    Sure, it may seem that way on the surface, and that is always the selling point that they use to suck you in. But once you are on the inside long enough, you begin to see that melting pots are nothing more than the epicenter of where everyone gets cooked alive in the rat race. Thing of it is, when several groups of people, who feel powerless in their conditions are being cooked alive together, the only thing left to do is to snap on each other. This is what they call divide and conquer.

    First of all, what is a melting pot? A melting pot as they have described it, is a large metropolitan city that is densely populated with plenty of ethnic diversity due to large immigrant populations who have settled there from all over the world. Examples of melting pots in the United States include; New York City, Los Angeles, Chicago, Miami, Boston, Las Vegas, Baltimore, Atlanta, etc. Examples of melting pots on the international scene include; London, Rome, Paris, Dubai, Berlin, Toronto, etc.

    Though I am sure it’s the same all across the board, in this article, I will only be covering the American melting pots. This is because as an immigrant from Jamaica, I have lived in the US for 16 years. 8 years in New York, 5 years in Los Angeles, and 3 years in San Diego. I left Jamaica at age 19, and my many years of incalculable experience living from coast to coast qualifies me to accurately describe my experience dealing with immigrants in the rat race. If you had a different experience than I did, be sure to let me know in the comments. 

    With ethnic diversity comes cultural diversity. And due to this cultural diversity, there are more available options for eating out at different restaurants, interracial dating, and being introduced to different music genres, fashion styles, etc. That is usually the selling point that they use to enhance the city brand, and get more people to move there. When you get there, things may seem fine at first, until you get your very first culture shock.

    That usually happens before the end of the first month of your new job in that city. You will not realize at first that your new colleagues, most of whom also come from an immigrant background, are more interested in competing with you for a raise, or a promotion. And that any inquiries into where you are from sounds more like an interrogation to build a profile on you for them to sell your information to different gang-stalking sleeper cells operating within that city. Cultural sharing is the last thing on their mind in the rat race, but they will use it to befriend you to further their agenda.

    Humanity is very tribal, and every race wants to be number 1 in the rat race. There is a reason why “race” is a slang word for ethnicity. Now I believe that God created the different races to make life more interesting, and there can indeed be real sharing of culture. But not in a rat race where everyone is scampering about looking for cheese. They are not your friends, they are your competition, and they want double for your trouble.

    If you don’t believe me, try getting into a bind. Especially of a vehicular, or financial nature, and see how many passersby will eagerly rush to your aid. Most people would be more interested in reveling in your downfall by uttering remarks like, “I know how it goes, bro,” before taking off. Oh, that’s right, it is fashionable to be rude. They actually think it’s cute, those doggone city slickers. Would they still think it was cute if I were to punch their lights out? The only reason they want to help you is to pry into your life. I would have actually been better off if they ignored me in the first place.

    The people who designed the melting pot cities did not really create them with cultural sharing in mind. Sure, they used the term “melting pot” to lure you in. But once they knew they actually had you, their only interest was in profiting off cheap immigrant labor, by exploiting a bunch of hungry-bellied opportunists who brought some distasteful ghetto habits with them from wherever they are coming from, and would much rather fight among themselves in a cruel game of divide and conquer, than to come together to create true, lasting wealth.

    Sure, they want you to date each other, and get knocked up. Just so that you can produce a new life in an unsustainable environment who will turn out to be just another mentally damaged taxpayer cog in a machine 20 more years from now. The current cogs know that they are being played, and they don’t care. They would still walk right into the hands of the chess master, so long as they have someone to pick on. At some point, you have to stop blaming the system for the current situation.

    Why would I get mad at a barking dog if I know that it is within a dog’s nature to bark? It is the system’s nature to exploit, so it is a goddamned waste of time to complain about it and make up excuses all day. I recommend assessing where you currently are, where you want to be, and how you intend on getting there. Most importantly, work in silence, and only announce the finished product, not your progress. Never lose sight of the fact that you are still in a rat race, full of rat bastards who will rat you out for a cocktail patty.

    If being stuck in a gridlock on the freeway, or being packed together with other people in an overcrowded subway car like Sardines in a can, sounds like a hedonistic paradise to you, then be my guest. But if it sounds like a living nightmare to you, then at least I know I can trust you, and this article is for you.

    The rat race actually begins in the home. My delusional old man used to tell me that the American Dream was everyone in the house pitching in on all the bills, and staying stuck together, even though we cannot stand each other. I never bought any of his filthy lies because that is not why I came to this country in the first place. That may be an immigrant dream, but it is not the American dream. If anything, it is a nightmare. The American dream so far as I am concerned, is also not about the white picket fence, and keeping up with the Jones’.

    If that is your mindset, you are still stuck in the rat race, trying to impress a bunch of people who could care less if you died. The real American Dream is the story of the pioneers of the west. Those brave men and women who had ridden off into the sunset way back in 1847 in search of the next frontier. The cowboys who settled on plains and prairies, anywhere from St. Louis to San Francisco, with acres of panoramic views as far as the eye can see. The American dream is about Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness, that was written in the declaration of independence by Thomas Jefferson in 1776.

    I don’t think that the pioneers of the west had any plans of starting a rat race while they were busy exploring new frontiers in search of bluer skies, some outback barbecue, and a taste of true American freedom. That came later! As more people from back east started settling on the west coast, they brought their greed, vanity and cultural idiosyncrasies with them. And just like that, the whole thing went to hell in a handbasket.

    If you really want to share in other cultural experiences, you can do so by traveling overseas, and also by joining expat groups on social media. That is actually how you make real friends. But the so-called melting pots are only meant for working and paying bills. As grim as that sounds however, the American dream is not dead. I will keep it alive in my heart for as long as I live.

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  • Your colleagues are NOT your friends

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    B. Lorenzo Buckinchere

    Jan 7, 2024

    Exactly one year ago on this day, I was fired from my promising job, at an airport near San Diego. I stood up for the sake of truth, and what I believed in, by exposing the rotten pigs who were trying to railroad me. And although I wasn’t expecting it, it would be nice to have the support of my colleagues. Perhaps the very colleagues who were constantly complaining to me about management every Saturday night in my car as I was dropping them off from work. But to my lack of surprise, you could almost hear a pin drop while I was being railroaded, and sure enough, one year later, where are they now? Just like that, a familiar feeling has washed over me, and I thought to myself, “here we go again!” The question is, why do I keep missing the red flags, and what red flags did I miss this time?

    The first answer is actually quite simple. I keep missing the red flags because the red flags keep changing, which means that they must have been studying me behind my back to see how much I know, and what kind of game they can run. Each Psy-Op is conducted on a case by case basis. It also helps if my ex-colleagues are involved in gang-stalking, and there is some kind of pre-existing file on me that they were able to access. Why else would it seem like they already knew who I was when I was just meeting them for the first time? Technology has made gang-stalking easier! Never forget where we live, or when we live.

    Although details may change on a case by case basis, the one red flag that never changes is that colleagues (usually females) tried befriending me much too quickly. Real friendships are based on trust, and often take years to build. So if you feel like the friendship is moving too fast, especially at work, you are not the one in charge of the friendship. They are taking you for a ride, and a pretty wild one at that. No friendship should ever feel forced, or controlled. That’s really toxic, and should trigger off loud, blaring red flags in your head.

    Another red flag is if you notice an imbalance in the gender with whom you find yourself interacting more often. In my case, I was a man having more contact with females than males. Out of context, it may sound like I have just won the lottery. But remember that you are supposed to be having balanced interactions with everyone when you are at work, and always keep it professional. At one point, there were so many female colleagues, that they almost drowned out my potential to interact with male colleagues, and only so I could give them rides in my car and listen to their problems.

    I am not saying that you can’t have female friends, but not at work, and not when it’s just that many of them. That is usually a red flag that they are all part of a clique, and that they formed their clique first before deciding to befriend you. Before I knew it, they all started approaching me, one after the other without me realizing that it was more, or less the same type of girls. That’s someone trying to commandeer your life as a group.

    My ex-colleagues even helped the female manager who tried to railroad me, by inviting me to a baby shower at the last minute, and then lied that they invited me earlier. Only to help the manager spy on me by proxy, after I was already fired. It would never cross my mind to do that to anyone, but to them, it came naturally. If you like having female friends, that’s on you, but as far as I’m concerned, women make really shitty friends. They can’t even stand each other for pete’s sake! How could I expect them to be a good friend towards me? Anyway, bottom line! You need your male homies. A woman’s only place is in my bed.

    Heterosexual members of opposite genders generally don’t make very good platonic friends in any case. Even if there is no sexual tension on one part, there is bound to be sexual tension on the part of the other, which can be a very lonely experience. And even if there is no sexual tension on the part of either of them, the man is still somewhat susceptible to feminine charm, which makes it easier for her to manipulate him. The best, and brightest of men have fallen prey to the charm of the woman.

    Examples of such men would include Samson, Ahab, and King David. Your male colleagues are by no means innocent in any of this. Men can be the biggest simps when it comes to females, and will generally just support whatever she wants, at your expense. What usually happens is that everyone at the job agrees to target the one whom they feel is the safest option, and doubles down on their onslaught when their intended target fights back.

    You probably woke up to go to work with the intention of being nice to everyone. To reciprocate the friendship of anyone who befriended you, whom you also liked. But as the saying goes, “The road to HELL is paved with good intentions.” Most of your colleagues on the other hand woke up with the intention of doing whatever it takes to get ahead in the world. To kowtow to the boss, and support whatever narrative they push, however false it is. To get what they want by befriending any unsuspecting colleague. To gang-stalk, and railroad anyone they feel is a safe target (or a threat), and still expect to get treated like a good, upstanding human being, by the very people they have targeted.

    In short, your colleagues are NOT your friends. They are your competition, and they will do whatever it takes to provide food for themselves and their children. Even while they are smiling in your face, they have not lost sight of the fact that they still see you as the competition. They are hoping they can convince you otherwise, but they themselves will never forget.

    They are watching you, and waiting for the moment you make a mistake, so they can report you, get you fired, and take your share. Zero for you, double for them. They can sleep well at night so long as they can convince themselves that they did it for their kids, and that you somehow deserve what you got. This is by definition, a rat race. And who else do you expect to find in a rat race, if not a bunch of rat bastards?

    I am not saying to go to work, and be anti-social. All I am saying is to keep it amicable, but stay alert, remain impartial, and ultimately plan your exit strategy from day one. For example, you might say something to the effect of, “I’m only going to work here for 2 years to save my start-up capital so I don’t have to work for such a blasted bunch of ingrates anymore.”

    If you happen to make friends on the job, it probably won’t happen in the short term. True work friendships usually begin after you have both left the job, as hindsight is 20/20, and the best measure of loyalty. If you were able to survive the entire tenure without trying to back-stab each other, you probably would not realize that until after the end of your tenure.

    Ultimately, try to find friends outside of work. Even if you are new in town, like I was when I first started that job, get out of the house more often. Go out to your local bars and taverns during your free time. You never know who you could meet. You can finally bask in the sharing of experiences with others of similar walk, without the looming threat of rat race competition.

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