I've always thought I was different from others in a sense, but it wasn't until I read up and watched some documentaries about the 67' riots and low to little income housing projects did I began to understand why. Race has been a long standing "hotbed" issue, but if you grew up in the 1980's like me, unless someone "schooled" you on the past, then you literally don't have a clue. I've never been a gangbanger, drug user or toublemaker, as my single mom raised us with as much morals as she could, being a single parent. They say "don't believe everything you hear" and things like "keep your head held high, be proud of who you are." I'm sitting here questioning myself like "who I'm I exactly?" All of this time I've tried to live like a respectable law abiding citizen, morals and manners in tact, but if everything I've seen and read are true, even if I had Bill Gates money and a Harvard degree, I'd still be considered sub-human. It's probably a horrible thing to say and I don't mean to offend anyone, but I'm starting to feel like I'd rather die than to be black. I mean, seriously? What was God's ultimate plan for "colored" folk in the first place?
Previewing this post before I put it up, the irony of my sig is the first time I've managed to smile all week. I just wish more than anything in the world right now that I could believe it.
Maybe it should read "Ignorance WAS bliss"