In wrestling, Ric Flair had a character as a rich, arrogant, entitled asshole and one of his main rivals was Dusty Rhodes, a schlubby working man who was the “son of a plumber.”
During one of their many feuds, Dusty delivered what is widely regarded as one of, if not the greatest, wrestling promos of all-time:
Dusty’s son, Cody, never had a great level of success in the WWE but went off on his own as an independent, basically organized a hugely successful PPV on his own and then, with the backing of a rich NFL owner, became both a top-level talent and behind-the-scenes promoter for a newly launched promotion, AEW, which is a David to the WWE’s Goliath.
Cody recently delivered a promo which might rival his dad’s for intensity and passion, in part, because both had a feeling of being “real” in the otherwise contrived world of pro wrestling:
“Ok boomer” has become Generation Z’s endlessly repeated retort to the problem of older people who just don’t get it, a rallying cry for millions of fed up kids. Teenagers use it to reply to cringey YouTube videos, Donald Trump tweets, and basically any person over 30 who says something condescending about young people — and the issues that matter to them.
Anyhow, that led into discussion about whether this meme was ageist or offensive with one commentator pointing out that it was no different than saying “the n-word” (and then people responding that if you’re comparing two words and you won’t even write out one of the words, that’s probably a much worse word and not comparable at all!)
I thought it’d be fun to give it a shot myself using a classic Public Enemy song (uhm, times have changed so you probably want to listen to this one with headphones on, not with it blaring on a driveway while playing basketball like I did in 1991!) 😉
“I Don’t Wanna Be Called OK Boomer!” (with apologies to Public Enemy)
Yo! ho! ok boomer! ok boomer! ok boomer!
Check it out!
How can you say to me yo my boomer
Cursin’ up a storm with your finger on a trigger
Feelin’ all the girls like a big gold digger
Take a small problem
Make a small problem bigger
Say yo! I ain’t poor I got dough
You don’t consider me your brother no more
Goddamn kilogram, how do you figure
I don’t wanna be called yo boomer
Yo boomer!
Hey!
Yo boomer!
I try to make my statements stick like flypapers
Judge says to me “ok boomer sign these goddamn papers”
My boss told me “ok boomer you’re fired”
‘Cause my body told me “ok boomer you’re tired”
Ok boomer this, and ok boomer that
I’m your boomer now ’cause your head got fat
Flava framalama boy you won’t figure
I don’t wanna be called yo boomer
Yo boomer!
Break it down
B-O-O-M-E-R
Boomer!
Everybody sayin’ it
Everybody playin’ it
Load it on a scale
‘Cause everybody’s weighin’ it
Martha say “yo I be good boomer”
“Boomer get a shovel boomer be good digger”
I don’t care how small or bigger
I don’t wanna be called ok boomer
Yo boomer.
I was a bit surprised to see what I thought was some sort of sex lotion in one of the raffle baskets I ended up winning at the RPL Staff Development Day yesterday.
Fortunately (?), my reading comprehension isn’t so great for a librarian and my wife seemed a bit too relieved to inform me that this was actually some sort of perfumed body spray.
So I don’t mean to turn this blog into “all Flames all the time” but after that unfortunate OT loss in the Heritage Classic last Saturday, it was amazing to see the Flames come back from a 3-goal deficit to tie it with three unanswered goals in the third period last night.
The Predators went ahead again scoring a goal with just over a minute left but the Flames again tied it up with seconds to spare courtesy a goal by Matthew Tkachuk (remember that name!)
Then the Flames went on to squeak out a victory with less than a second left in OT with an unbelievable between-the-legs goal by…Matthew Tkachuk.
*This* is the Flames I watched all last year but which haven’t been too visible this year (so far).
Wrong team won but with a few days to think about it, probably worth it to see a 3-on-3 overtime outdoors (pond hockey!) and would’ve been even better if it had gone to shootout too!
Shea and I did a pretty major weeding of our kids’ book collections recently and I ended up giving a bunch to one of the teachers who regularly comes into my library (who also happens to teach at the school my kids go to so I have a soft spot for that school to begin with.)
I’ve got quite a few thoughts on the many ways our personal and professional lives intersect in this modern age but that’s a post for another day.
Anyhow, she brought her class to my library today for a visit and completely surprised me by having all the kids write thank-you notes for my donation to her class library.
This was one of my favourite notes of the bunch and a good reminder of all the ways books (and a “good liberein”) can make a difference in people’s lives! 🙂
