The kinda point of the DFL blog is that I'm well award of my white privilege in being able to move out. I'm hoping that it's apparent that any gentle fish-out-of-water amusement arising from the situation is entirely at my own expense. The point is that any anxiety on my part is inherently absurd. And yet it's real to me. The joke is that I've lived for years surrounded by identikit double denim dads easting smashed avocado and sourdough in a neighbourhood which was gentrified at an alarming rate over the last few years and now "my kind" are invading the edge-lands and quite understandably being labelled as toxic outsiders.
When I googled the term DFL I found a raft of blogs detailing the impact on the local area by blow ins who refuse to assimilate and bring only expensive coffee, craft beer and rising house prices. I thought it would be fun to write some shit from the perspective of someone struggling to avoiding being the problem whilst coming to term with a big lifestyle shift to a new area and culture.
I understand that this does not in any way equate to the issues being dealt with by underprivileged minorities struggling to assimilate in a hostile white communities for the last hundred years or more. I had hoped that this was evident in the tone and content of the blog and that the very smallness of the issue at hand was key to the comedy. If i've massively miscalculated I may reconsider. I hope it'll be received as intended though.
The kinda point of the DFL blog is that I'm well award of my white privilege in being able to move out. I'm hoping that it's apparent that any gentle fish-out-of-water amusement arising from the situation is entirely at my own expense. The point is that any anxiety on my part is inherently absurd. And yet it's real to me. The joke is that I've lived for years surrounded by identikit double denim dads easting smashed avocado and sourdough in a neighbourhood which was gentrified at an alarming rate over the last few years and now "my kind" are invading the edge-lands and quite understandably being labelled as toxic outsiders.
When I googled the term DFL I found a raft of blogs detailing the impact on the local area by blow ins who refuse to assimilate and bring only expensive coffee, craft beer and rising house prices. I thought it would be fun to write some shit from the perspective of someone struggling to avoiding being the problem whilst coming to term with a big lifestyle shift to a new area and culture.
I understand that this does not in any way equate to the issues being dealt with by underprivileged minorities struggling to assimilate in a hostile white communities for the last hundred years or more. I had hoped that this was evident in the tone and content of the blog and that the very smallness of the issue at hand was key to the comedy. If i've massively miscalculated I may reconsider. I hope it'll be received as intended though.