... that I just might be one of the least racist people in the world. I was watching Obama talk, and it dawned on me that I don't know that I would have noticed that he was black without it being pointed out... repeatedly. (Please understand that I'm not saying that this isn't an AMAZING time for the black culture. I'm just saying that I just plain don't see people's race first.)
Conversation that got it started:
(Looking at a clothing catalog)
Them: "Wow. That's a change."
Me: "What? Cute kids."
Them: "No, I mean the whole family."
Me: "Yeah, I know. They look like morons all dressed in the same jammies."
Them: (sigh) "No..."
Me: "Ha! I mean, no adult should wear one piece pj's... like adult onesies. The dad looks like a tool all smiley in his... (cut off)
Them: "THEY'RE A BI-RACIAL FAMILY ON THE COVER OF A CATALOG. You wouldn't have seen that back in the day."
Me: "Oh."
And when I was asked if I'd be more afraid of seeing a black guy or a white guy in a dark alley, I answered that I thought it foolish to base a fear purely on the amount of melanin in one's skin... they'd make me equally as uneasy... as they're men... and I'm sexist.
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I feel the same way, you described it nicely!
Agreed! I think I remember saying to Jeremy (hubs) what is the big deal. He is just another president. I never think of people being of another race or color. It's just normal to me.
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