Admitting My Bias

And no, I’m not talking about political bias, of which I have none.

I’m talking about my biases towards certain segments of the population. People don’t like to admit they have biases, but all people have them. Some are more overt than others, and some are certainly more deserved than others.

Take for example the 20 year old blonde woman driving an Escalade, BMW 745, or Mercedes. I assume that all women in this category are either spoiled daddy’s girls, or they are hoes that have managed to hook a doctor. I never assume they earned it for themselves. I never assume they are actually a brilliant young lawyer or doctor. Nope, I assume someone gave it to them.

Is that a stereotype that’s fair? I’m not really sure. I am confident that circumstances for these ladies varies wildly. I’m also savvy enough to know you can’t just go out and get rich at a young age unless you’re very brilliant or very lucky. Brilliance isn’t nearly as common as luck, thus my bias.

When I see a twenty-something (black or white) wearing a $200 baseball cap, designer jeans, gold chains, etc., I assume that’s literally ALL they own. I’ve known a few of these posers personally, and they all either lived with mommy or sponged off of some unlucky woman. They drive a beater, they have bad credit, and they only work often enough to buy their expensive clothes… which of course they wear with the tags still on, because apparently that’s cool. Retards.

When I see a Mexican working a landscaping or roofing job, I assume he’s here illegally. Now, I realize there are millions of legal Mexican immigrants. But that culture has really brought this bias on themselves by defending illegal immigration so adamantly. With 47 million legal Mexicans and 20 million illegal Mexicans in the states, chances are if you have a crew of 3 people, one of them is illegal. It’s just math. If legal Mexican immigrants would turn in illegal ones, public opinion – and my bias – would change. But marching in the streets waving the Mexican flag is no way to gain support or eliminate bias.

When I see a ripped dude running with his shirt off, I assume he’s a d-bag. I’m not talking about teens on the track team. I’m talking about grown men running through suburbia. I don’t believe for one second that he’s doing it for his health. He’s a d-bag and he’s doing it because he feels a need to be macho. He probably hollers at his wife and kids, hangs out in strip clubs, and picks up random women. Same goes for Spandex bike dude.

So, what are your biases?

  6 comments for “Admitting My Bias

  1. May 7, 2010 at 12:05 pm

    Whenever I see a slender or athletic chick with big boobs, I assume she has implants! Which is pretty silly since I have known a dozen slim women with naturally full breasts — one of whom is my sister!!!

  2. May 7, 2010 at 12:05 pm

    There’s just no accounting for our biases sometimes.

  3. May 8, 2010 at 8:18 am

    when I see you, I assume you're gay(I had to do it and am happy to have been first)

  4. May 8, 2010 at 6:43 am

    Whenever I see a woman talking on her cell phone while trying to park her SUV into her parking spot backwards (and failing horribly) I always assume she’s a selfish bitch who only talks to people who fall into her spoiled-stay-at-home-married-a-rich-husband-soccermom clique. I’m usually right.

  5. May 8, 2010 at 2:24 pm

    I can't believe I left myself open for that one…

  6. May 10, 2010 at 11:28 pm

    this is a very interesting article! we all have certain biases/pre-concieved ideas of certain ethnic/religious/political groups whether we want to admit it or not.

Comments are closed.