Alright, here we go again. I feel it is necessary to have another discussion about race that normally I wouldn’t touch. Here it is.
I grew up in a small community that was very closeknit and it had a surburban feel with shacks for houses. Not having much at home was side tracked when I went to predominantly all white(caucasian) schools. I was very successful and had no issues with the other races. I wasn’t even sure that they had any issues with me or not. I didn’t see the world that way. I must admit there were no Latinos that are in my recollection, and if they were they looked more African American(black) . I remember this one girl who had the last name Santiago. She was my complexion, perhaps darker. The only difference was her hair. It was nice. Curly, down her back. Most blacks didn’t have hair like that, and at that time it would have been a Jerry Curl, yes I had one too. You have to admit, we got stuck with some pretty rough stuff for hair. I’m not complaining, it just doesn’t seem fair when you’re in a hurry. Having the hair of a white woman, or Asian, perhaps even Latino, would be much easier. I saw very few in my school. To me it was alright to be black. Then as I got older, I started seeing something. Blacks fought amongst themselves. Mainly with the women. I had lighter skinned relatives who thought they were prettier than me. Shame on them, but they did. The men however didn’t have a problem, they seemed fine. Don’t they always?
At about 16, can’t tell you the circumstances, but I found my first dose of prejudice. My boss told me that I was hired for this particular job because of my race, and my beautiful smile. How wonderful. So , that’s what I have going right? I took pride in that smile and continued. Upon becoming even older, after many years of being in the state of naive, I entered the corporate world. My God, what a nightmare. All of the caucasian people felt the need to attempt to boss me around. They automatically assumed that the positions that I held were because of affirmative action, which I’m not sure I agree with. Because I couldn’t have been smart enough as they were. Shame Shame Shame. I didn’t have a prejudice bone in my body. To tell you the truth, I have been hurt more by my own race than any race could ever do to me. Read my novels, you’ll see.
Anywho, being black is the hardest thing, I’ve ever had to do. Not complaining, God, if you believe, made me this way. So I embrace my hair, my butt, which I didn’t have, until after the kids. Call it black if you like. I have a ghetto booty. One day I was at a certain location that was filled with Latino women, and they began to flaunt their hair in my face, they were tossing it around and staring at me and laughing at me. I thought, do they think that they are more beautiful than I because of their hair? Cause I had them on everything else, just not the hair. Or do I?
Why is the way I look not enough to push me to the top? Must I wear that perm? Am I beautiful without it? It does seem to work for other races, with the better hair. You know it’s true. Is it hair that we’re talking about? I think so. Strange, or is it how we came to this country? Well if I’m not mistaken weren’t Asians slaves at one time? Let’s not forget about the Holocaust? We can’t be forgetting the Mexicans in their Zoot suits. They fought their ass off and tried to look as classy as possible. I applaud them. American Indians, we can talk about them all day, lets not mention their troubles. Are we talking about skin color, oh no don’t go there. Have you seen the people from the middle east? They are darker than my husband. You probably have seen his picture. There are Latinos that are darker than my husband. Perhaps it is hair. So why are we fighting and discussing race this day and age? Don’t say it’s because of people like me. That’s just dumb. See there is a system that we are all inclined to believe, and that’s the thought of us all having the American dream which was formed around what principles? Houses, cars, good jobs, good kids. Anything else? Is that what we’re competing for? As far as I can see, we have a lot in common, but for some awkward reason, we just don’t seem to get along. It reminds me of a child who has been the only for a long time, then all of a sudden someone else comes along (a new baby) who will be getting all the attention and taking the love away from them.
At least they think so. It’s not true. African Americans aren’t owed anything but the respect and dignity that every man should be allowed. We are progressing true enough, but there still seems to be a force that I can’t see. It’s the spirit of division. It’s sad, but it became more evident with the O.J. Simpson case, at least to me it did. Everyone has their own time frame. Why are people angry that he was found not guilty? I’m not jealous of that. I have no desire to lie or elude a crime that I commited. But has he been the only black that has ever been found not guilty of commiting a crime that people believed that he did? Well I don’t know of any more. Blacks have had tax evasion cases, and you know they stick it to us. Wesley Snipes was told “You’re my example”. Our jails are polluted with young blacks, our foster homes are stained by the tears of black children that have been abandoned. Why is this so? No community perhaps? No mom, or dad, or positive reinforcements in the schools that are predominantly black? Maybe not. These for the most part are all excuses. Take it from me, I know. Are blacks lazy and just don’t want to succeed? Are we all just sitting around waiting on someone to take care of us? None of these are true, or are they? Why are Asians (Chinese, Vietnamese, and the like) known for wisdom? Why are Native Americans known for their elements of exploring this earth and the worship of it. What are blacks known for? What are whites known for. How about Latinos? A person that says, “I don’t want to die”. That’s not about race. “I want to see my family happy”. That’s not racist. “I want my kids to have a good education”. No prejudice there.” I want justice for those that are guilty”, no racism there. It only becomes a matter of race when you see someone else being treated in a fashion that is not fair.
Maybe blacks are spoiled kids that don’t want that new baby coming for their attention. Not!!! This was not our land. We didn’t ask to be here. But should we be grateful. Nope. I’m not thankful for being in a place that God created for me. None of us should. This is not a land that God said, hey you, you live over here and you live there, and you, don’t let them in. This is becoming so childish, yet, I went to a blog filled with all adults and they are arguing over some of the most petty things you can imagine.
Now we can embrace the civilization that is in America, but Africa is becoming more civilized. So are many other countries. We’re not grateful. We can worship the money. I don’t, but a lot of people do. That’s the reason for so much crime. All communities suffer from this. My husband tells me, since he’s from Brooklyn that Latinos are treated the way black people are down south. Wow, I’ve never seen that. The Latinos down here in Florida tend to migrate towards white people. Hey if they think they can get ahead that way….Shame on them. How desperate? You be you. Stop trying to blend in with everyone, and be your own person. Embrace who you are. Maybe all of this racial talk is bad, but sometimes, it’s all you can do to ease your frustrations, is to talk and every now and then, you may find that someone is actually listening.
In conclusion, I still don’t see why certain races think that they are better. This is the first time in years where a white woman has angered so many people. Especially for a crime that we all should agree is heinous. Surprisingly there are still those that think that me as a black woman, I should keep my mouth shut and mind my own business. Guess what you should crawl back under that rock where you came from. This is my business. If it were any race, I would defend them. Don’t put your negative thoughts into the hearts of other people. That’s not fair. Should I say, some of my best friends are white? LOL no I won’t. My actions speak louder than words in this case. Tell me what you think? I want to hear from you. I welcome all comments.
Ericka Courtney
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