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But I’m a creep
I’m a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here
Radiohead’s “Creep” ranks with Nirvana’s “Smells like Teen Spirit” near the summit of 1990s grunge rock blond male self-loathing:
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
Yeah, hey, yay
The late comedian Patrice O’Neal analyzed “Creep’s” appeal to white people:
As O’Neal points out, the moment in “Creep” that speaks most deeply to the white soul is the stuttering sound on the electric guitar at the beginning of the chorus (0:57). To me, it sounds like somebody trying to start a gasoline-powered lawn mower. Fairways don’t mow themselves.
An important bit of advice by O’Neal for nonwhites trying to learn how to deal with whites: “You cannot meet passive aggression with aggression.”
Microaggressions are a hallmark of a high civilization — e.g., the dialogue in Jane Austen’s or Evelyn Waugh’s novels — so they are particularly irritating to people worried that they come from a lower civilizational level, inciting them to respond with macroaggressions.