I remember when I was a kid my brother got beat up by another kid because he was "brown". I remember standing at a Denny's for an hour because they wouldn't have us, and my dad decided to stay there and repeat to us that we had to hold our heads high, not look down, and not give them the satisfaction for a minute that they made us feel ashamed of who we were. I remember my dad coming home from work to a wife who was hiding in the closet with her kids because the neighbor was harassing and threatening us because of our race, and my dad took my brother from the hand as he went and set the man in his place.
As an adult I always thought I was open to all cultures. I moved around so much that it was possible for me to meet people from many cultures. I had Asian, African-American, Mexican, Cuban, Salvadorian, Brazilian, gay, lesbian, transsexual, poor, not so poor, educated, uneducated friends, etc. I never noticed I didn't have white friends.
When I started my current job I met so many white people and I discovered I was prejudiced. My prejudice attitude was that as soon as I met them I felt uncomfortable, defensive, scared, and certain that they didn't like me. Now I am friends with most of them and I can't believe how much I have grown fond of them. I was wrong. I generalized. I took a few bad experiences as a child and didn't even notice I was applying them to everyone who fit that description. I was wrong and I'm so sorry. I really am.
Pointing around: "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool, fuck you, I'm out!"
Half Baked
"Let the atheists come to me, and stop keeping them away, because the kingdom of heathens belongs to people like these." -Saint Bacon
Half Baked
"Let the atheists come to me, and stop keeping them away, because the kingdom of heathens belongs to people like these." -Saint Bacon
