The More Stereotypes, The Better
So Olivia,
Uptowners are just the worst. They take their presence as a privilege upon the world, as if they’re holier than God’s shit. But JJ Barea isn’t just an uptowner. He’s also an NBA player. But he lives in the shadows of the NBA where stardom never shines, yet the tress are still filled with money and easy groupies. Without the responsibility of the spotlight, but with the cash of a fledgling movie star, it makes his uptown ass-itude that much worse. And his crew of lesser clones, tagging along for ill-guarded scraps of franklins, don’t make it better. In fact they make it much much worse. Wow. You manage to find a tribe of pricks. Too bad it gets worse. JJ Barea is Puerto Rican, which makes everything 10 times louder with that tinted Spanish bravado.
An uptown, Puerto Rican NBA player is standing outside, being generally as obnoxious and arrogant as his smile. It seems that JJ Barea is a Voltron of stereotypes. But instead of a gigantic robot made of different colored metal lions, it’s in the form of an asshat. A huge, multidimensional asshat.
-Not Olivia
