7 Days Of Pokemon Go: Day Five – This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things

art credit: timetravelinghipster.tumblr.com ***Note from the editor: While this series of posts on Pokemon Go began (and in some versions, will continue to be) as expressions of joy while being Black in the aftermath of a truly tough week with so much publicized violence against Black people, we can’t ignore the life we live in compared to the life imagined. Well, the life some of us live in. While we celebrate the silliness and community that Pokemon Go has awakened in some of us, we should be cognizant of the other experiences that come with leaving your home and venturing out into the world while others are doing that very thing. Thanks for reading, this like the entries before it, are worth it.*** I’ve found that most of my Pokémon Go experience has been positive but like anything enjoyable some dude with too much bravado & lackluster sexual puns has to remind that I am in fact vulnerable when joyous. And here are a handful of things I’ve wanted to yell out to Mr. “I Play B*****s, not Pokémon” or Mr. “hey girl make my Poly-wag” or Mr. “did you even play Pokémon?”

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Meet me at the gym so I send your Nicki Minaj or Cait Jenner named Jinx back to the dairy queen parking lot you found her in. I’ve eaten stuff more intimidating from food trucks than your Pokémon. In case your confused, I want to be the very best like no one ever was not your girlfriend. Whether I did or didn’t play in middle school won’t stop you from getting these hands in the gym…or the streets…