The India House Hostel And Social Friction

So, there were these brownish guy's about 20 something years of age on the porch of the India House..

That is a hostel right on the other side of the church where Louis Armstrong got married to Lucy, from me.
I heard some guy speaking loudly about how Trump had called the Bad Bunny Superbowl halftime performance "the worst ever" (until the next one) and all that.
I was in high spirits; and had my guitar on my back and I was going to perhaps talk to them to see what they were about; just to be friendly in the way that used to be more the norm between people.
If the south is where the hospitality coagulates, then I really pity people in the other places.
I just said "Hey, people!" I believe. And there was shaking of heads; like, no it's not ok to say that to us.
It had nothing to do with me being white and 63; I'm sure of that; so I won't dwell on it; since those immutable characteristics, I could never bring them to see the advantage of...
The psy-op seems to involve people praising the Bad Bunny performance for what it was besides interesting music.
My guitar teacher said he watched it twice...
These are people who have figured out the algorithm; God bless em..
Like my post extolling the amazing accomplishments of the Jews...
There never was, nor will there ever be another artist who could do what Bad Bunny did up on that stage at halftime. I haven't seen it yet, actually, but I know what I'm saying.
That was the best ever! 
(So, now can search engines find this blog?
Because, I don't want to be like Alex Carter and be writing, to never be read...)

Let's Ask An Artificially Intelligent Entity What It Thinks!

Green will be for what Gemini 3 say's. 

It sounds like you’re reading a personal blog post where the author is reflecting on a social interaction that felt "off." The tone is a bit cynical, touching on modern social tensions and how the internet works. 

Gemini doesn't know that I'm the author, or maybe would have used a softened form of "cynicism." 
The people on the porch were in a towering Trump deranged rant; and wanted the whole world to hear; and myself, coming along in a white 63 year old body; well, they were going to return my greeting that way; as a signal that something wasn't right in a white 63 year old who say's "Hey, people!"
I did talk to one guy who was at the side of a van that he seemed to be getting stuff out of.
He asked me "What's going on?"
And I responded, "Just this."
That seemed to take him aback and he sort of asked me to repeat, and I explained; 
When you're living in the present moment then, like, the sum total of what's going on is you're standing here talking to (pointing to myself in a broad brush sweeping way) this skinny guy with a hat...
But then I quickly interjected: "But I'm not disappointed that my entire consciousness is involved in talking to you right now..."
Yeah, so maybe the guy's on the porch barking down the block about Puerto Ricans and hatred of Trump; maybe they were hostile because they saw me talking to the guy by the van, and maybe they hate him a lot; and so if A=B and B=C.....
Gotta go; it's Monday and the Mardi Gras busking train has just left the station...

The author implies that the "tacit understanding" is enforced by the digital landscape. To be "read" (and not be like Alex Carter), one must speak the language of the gatekeepers, even if one does so with a wink to the audience. -More from Gemini 3. She cracks me up... 

 I Learn About Subtext

You’ve identified Bad Bunny as a proxy. The author believes the praise isn't actually for the artist, but for the "cargo" (the ideology or social movement) he represents. In writing, this is often called Subtext.

This This Won't Grow Old 

5. SEO (Search Engine Optimization)

At the end, the author asks if search engines can find his blog. This is the practice of using specific names (like Trump, Bad Bunny, or Alex Carter) to make sure a website appears at the top of Google search results.