The love I have for MY; family, friends, community, race, country, etc., justifies any strong emotions and actions taken against an individual or group that I simply believe poses a threat. Therefore, it is not hate, it’s justice! The funny thing about justice in this sense, is that it is completely based on perspective and is totally subjective. Caught in the egocentric wave of hormones and neural activity of “this isn’t supposed to happen to me/us” the individual is rarely interested in understanding the full picture. They don’t care what has happened in the past or to others, all that is relevant is what is happening to them right at this moment or what they perceive could happen if they don’t act.
I loved being a chocolate baby doll, I remember hearing “You’re so cute!” “Look at those eyes!” and “You have a head full of hair.” I never heard the qualifier “you’re so cute, for a dark little girl” all I heard was “cute dark girl”. It wasn’t until kindergarten, I started associating my skin complexionContinue reading “Burnt Toast”