Another beautiful take on diversity.
People and Color
Why is color such a major, major problem in this country – why, why,
why. As a person first and always, here is such a journey that I have
In the 1940’s we were called Colored People
In the 1950’s we were called Negros
In the 1960’s we were called Black People
In the 1970’s we were called the Brothers and Sisters
In the 1980’s we were called African-American, till this day.
However, in the 1990’s music flipped the script to say now that we can
be called Nigga – with an “A” instead of the “ER”. But that’s OK, cause
there is a difference. One means racial and the other means friendship
,Home Mee, My Dawg, etc.
After all these years of being labeled, as a human being, so many
things, I will always use the terminology of being identified as an
African-American. Cause the only true race of people born in this
country is just with: influence, money, power, and political values. I
respect a person as a human being first, a person second, and
respecting who they are (man or woman) third. And I respect them if
they give the same feeling towards me fourth.
And last and foremost, I see no color cause love sees no color.
Note: Can we all get along…?