" My first crush also inspired my first nemesis. Let’s just call him Chad, a tall, skinny, white kid with blonde hair who looked like the promethean Aryan child, molded from the aspirational dreams of white nationalists everywhere. Despite accomplishing nothing of significance in his six years of life, Chad was a cocky bastard who walked like a mediocre white man who woke up every day thinking he pissed excellence. "

― Wajahat Ali , Go Back to Where You Came From: And Other Helpful Recommendations on How to Become American