Noun: passing Plural: passes
A non-white person who passes as a white person due to the light pigmentation of their skin.
“You mean Jerry’s not white? Wow, he’s definitely a passer.”
“Hm, Laura is mixed even though she passes as white.”
“Deven is definitely passing as white, but his birth parents aren’t.”
Noun: passing Plural: passes
A non-white person who passes as a white person due to the light pigmentation of their skin.
“You mean Jerry’s not white? He’s definitely a passer.”
“Hm, Laura definitely is passing as a white person.”
“Deven passes as a white person even though his parents are not white.”
a person you work with and who could give you a lift to work or home as he/she drives there by car, but does not do it as he/she focuses so much on driving and the road that he/she does not see you standing on the sidewalk and waiting for a bus;
in fact he/she would not see you even if there was nothing around except for the bus stop and you;
sometimes it is done on purpose because the person simply does not give a damn about you standing there and waiting
Morgan: Hey man! What took you so long? The boss asked about you.
Jake: Damn buses and damn Jackson!
Morgan: What?
Jake: Yup, the bus broke down and the other one was to come in 20 minutes. I saw Jackson in his Taurus, I waved, but of course he pretended that he didn't see me. Sorry-ass passer-drive!
Brought to public attention by Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein in the book on the fall of Richard Nixon, All The President’s Men, ratfucker was Nixon’s term for a political operative who sows chaos among opponents; an agent provocateur. It is thought to have originated among campus political rivalries at USC, and seems to have some usage in the US military.
Along with Nixon’s other ratfuckers, Roger Stone caused fights at otherwise peaceful Democratic Party protests to generate a false narrative that the Democrats were violent and dangerous.
Term used to describe someone who is a mix of both rural (country) and urban (metropolitan) lifestyles/upbringings. He/she is typically equally comfortable in both settings and is able to seamlessly slip back and forth between the two, appreciating the characteristics of each.
That ol' gal of mine drives the 12 lane freeway during the week and a John Deere on the weekends. She likes opra and the Grand Ol' Opry. I love them countrypolitan women.