Sunday, April 19, 2009

race wars aka think before you speak

So I think this is the "race" blog that I know somebody was looking forward to read. I hope it meets your expectations.

But, of course there is a little story...a short one, I promise.

So I was in a mall, at a store looking for jeans (I'm not going to give the name or location because it doesn't really matter). I'm out trying to get some nice looking jeans...darkish jeans that aren't too loose or baggy because I'm starting to realize that I'm a grown up, there's no need for me to dress like a child all the time.

But anyway, I head to the dressing room/stall (they look more like stalls, so I'm going to call them that). All of a sudden, I hear two dark skinned black girls say, "he mixed".

I turn around and look at them. I really wanted to say something, but I didn't because it wasn't going to be pretty. They look back at me like they didn't say anything wrong.

Now I understand that I am not the darkest kid around, and I've been dealing with this since I was a child; and the thing is that although I think that I am over with it, some moment like this comes around that infuriates me so much that I'm still talking about it a day later.

I got a new nickname now...call me Nick Fury...the real Nick Fury.

Here is a part of what brings forth the "fury". These girls appeared to be women in their 20s, no older than me. They appeared to be what we know as "educated".

Another part that angers me is that of course I'm not midnight black, but if you are an adult and you see someone (a stranger) that may be "fat", "extremely skinny", "pale", "charcoal black" or whatever...why say something about it so that person can hear you? It's just not wise. I very well could have been wanting to start a fight that day.

Don't call fat people "fat" to there face. Don't assume that all tall people play basketball.

I'm starting to drift a bit...but bear with me.

I think that Chris Rock was right when he answered his own question. "Who's more racist: black people or white people? Black people, cause we hate black people too." And to be honest, we disrespect each other in the worst way.

I hope I'm not too sensitive about this topic, but if I really wanted to get a rise out of those two ig'nant girls (because that's how they were acting), I would have pulled a Rick James/Dave Chappelle and called them darkness.

Here's a short scene of how it would have gone down:
2 GIRLS: "He mixed."

ME: "Huh? I'm sorry, did you say something darkness?"

2 GIRLS: "What did you just say?"

ME: "Darky you heard me."

2 GIRLS: "Oh no you ain't just-"

ME: "Hey, stop spitting on me. I got yoohoo all over my shirt!"

2 GIRLS: "What the f---"

ME: "Don't go around calling people mixed or anything else behind their back! Especially when they are four feet away! Didn't your mama teach you any manners?!!? Now go home and read a book or something! Get some knowledge or something."

end scene

Now let's remember, I could have done this. But I have common sense and I can't stoop to someone else's level, even if it is to teach them a lesson. I love people, but we got to learn to at least think before you speak.

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