I do love it when something inspires me to write in a series. Welcome to the first of a quantity currently unknown multi-part series on Race and its myriad issues. Today’s topic: The N-Word. I find myself today pondering what words really mean, and what their effect can be. In particular one word…that word. The word that is tainted with reminders of our country’s less than stellar past. A word that I’ve actually never been able to have pass through my lips, and that now seems
Segregation Now! Integration Never!
Wait…really LD? Of course not. Before I start getting hate-mail from those who don’t know me, just breathe, refer back to my other postings on Race and then come back. We’ll wait. You’re back? Better? Still offended? Well, nothing I can do about that. I'm mildly offensive at times. Moving on. So I really thought I’d said everything I had to say on the topics of Race, and more specifically Race-mixing. But it turns out that there’s more. Today’s thoughts were prompte
Mulattos and Mutts; Half-Breeds and Hair-Dos
When last we met it was to discuss Interracial Marriage. Do you know what the frequent result of Interracial Marriages is? Mixed-Race children! Scandalous! How does this happen? Well, that’s an entirely different topic… I have always identified myself as being multi-racial. I can actually remember being asked in elementary school what race was I and my answer was black and white. I was then informed that no, I was black. I responded no, I was two colors. The adult in
Cultural Exogamy … a fancy way of saying Interracial Marriage
First, a shout out to the Internet. Really, where else can you type in “Interracial Marriage” and learn that it has a very scientific name?? I love learning! OK, now that I got that out of my system, back to the topic at hand. Welcome to posting #2 in my series on Race. For those who don’t know me personally, I’m the product of an Interracial Marriage and find the practice to be simply despicable…it produces very strange children…wait. Maybe it’s not so bad. Let’s resta