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Know What I’m Sayin Rating Out of 5: 
It’s no secret the racism in Austin is apparent – you got the I-35 division, urban renewal gentrification that’s pushing folks even further away, white flight Williamson County goodness, SWAT team at ethnic events, and just plain vanilla saturation. But every now and then when I go out in Austin, I’ll experience some good ‘ol fashioned covert racism. You know, the secret-white language sh*t that just shocks you (a la Dave Chappelle’s stand up about “blacks and fried chicken”).
This past month I went to two spots downtown – Union Park and Dizzy Rooster – both rejected me for having a white t-shirt on. Not a tall tee, not a beat up one, just a simple, brand-new, run of the mill crew tee. Now I understand that for a place like Union Park that has an upscale sort of vibe, they can get away with it. But when I see fratastic fanboys with shorts, flip-flops, and dirty hats or whitewashed wanna-be stunna Skateboard P types (see pic above) theres something wrong with their standard don’t you think? How about Dizzy Rooster, on 6th street, where they have NO dress code at all. Really? White tees? Yea that’s a good standard especially when I can see an old lady with the jean shorts, sleeveless polo, and bad 80s hair is grindin on a plumber/biker dude.
Why am I venting? Because this sh*t is confusing as hell Austin. I’d rather you just come out and straight up be racist. Why even boast about the cultural diversity?
