The Babbler #7: Let’s Race

I am an American. I was born here. My mother and my father were Americans and so were their parents and their parent’s parents. So why am I considered, with out my own recognition, an African-American?

I’m not saying that the term African-American is wrong. I am a descendent of the African slaves, so it kind of makes sense. A Russian descendent American whose parent’s parents were born here is a Russian-American. But when you see an average white American they are known as white or simply American. I am called a black man as well, but I would have to go aboard to be called (simply) an American, in some cases that may not be true. Like, what the fuck! (Excuse my French, I didn’t just speak one word of the French language so why did I just say excuse my French? . . . I don’t know either, but people say that whenever they use profanity. I guess the French is a potty mouth bunch and I like it. That really makes it a Romantic language. That’s why so many American writers moved there. They just seem so much funner (I know it’s not a word but I like saying it) then us.)

Is it such a big deal what a person is labeled? I would say in certain situations, like what President Obama went through. (And am I the only person who finds it crazy that they were trying to deface his character by saying that he was a Muslim, which is a religion of so many millions of people around the world and many in America the land with religion freedom. Good stuff right, being a writer I can’t make this stuff up, but wait, I’m not finished.)

I think it’s wrong that we (I mean we, not as American or what ever nation you are a part of, as Humans) judge others based on race or ethnic background (which is also very important in the argument of tolerance because all I have to say is Rwanda or Kosovo because in both examples the people look the same to me. But what do I know, plus I have glaucoma but that’s my opinion and I’m sticking to it.) I think it’s wrong to be intolerant of others for any reason. And it’s not hard. We could be twins and hate each other because you were raised in New Jersey and I in Philadelphia.

But let’s be honest, what I think means little in the face of history. The children of the African slaves story of oppression, if you look at it, is not abnormal. From Greek mythology to the bible to the international news in any newspaper or on any news website you will see a group of people being oppress somewhere. Does that make it right? No. Does that mean Blacks in America should stop fighting for equality? No. But sometimes as individuals we need something to fight for, we need something to bring meaning to our lives, and we fight with anger and anger blinds us, and the rhetoric of the fight become soundless in the face of our shortcomings. We place blame. White people did this and white people did that and it’s the same thing that others do to us, blacks are like this and blacks are like that.  Shut the fuck up and live your life. Because if you think about it in our melting pot the ingredients are some times segregated. Some may say it was designed that way while others would say that people no matter race or religion or sexual orientation we are drawn towards people similar to us and we’re more likely to get hurt by someone like us. As I said before Shut the fuck up and live your life.

Americans holds onto the Race situation greatly even if they are fighting for equality among the people, we treat others outside our race as if they are another kind of humanoid. We see this everyday on the T.V. But every generation the race noise gets quieter while other glaring differences become more prevalence such as money, or race, or you can say anything and you may be right. Star Trek fans vs. Star Wars fan. Geeks vs. jocks. When will it stop? Never, because we do not trust what we don’t know. We do not trust what’s different from what we were taught. We’re punks.

So not to dwell with my scattered commentary on a topic so much talked about and studied I am going to abruptly stop this uneven essay with a quote by Gnarls Barkley’s Cee-Lo Green:

‘Where all the same color in the dark.’


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