|
|
Friday, April 25, 2008
Racial Rant...
Scroll Box
-Backroom--Guestbook--P.M. Me--Add Me--Art-
How can I explain today. I haven't felt this way since I was seventeen. Fugg...
I have a job interview on Saturday, so I had to run out and get some retainers for my lip piercings. Saw a friend at the mall, we hung out and chilled. Later on we went to Starbucks/Barnes & Nobles, to grab some coffee. After we got our orders, we decided to sit outside and talk. The moment we sat down and staring talking, I hear someone ask me a question rather rapidly. So I look to my right, there sat an obese man asking me racial derogative questions. "So, how's your chinese restraunt? Haven't I seen you at the dock, oh, no I've seen you at the dry cleaners." Typical, asian stereotypical bull crap... I just passively said "No, you got me mistaken..." I turn back towards my friend, he's just sitting there with this shocked look on his face and began telling me the events of his day. Again, we were interrupted by the rude fellow. "So, you're going to sit there and act like I'm a ghost?" I turn my head back and replied, "My friend and I were talking before you rudely interrupted us, so..." He just sat back and nodded his head to my response. The people next to us, got up and walked inside the cafe shop, avoiding the conversation between the bigot and I. I have in-countered this a million times, over and over. I always have to tell myself not every caucasian person is like this. But I find myself hating and harboring so much resentment because of this. I held my tongue, I'm not the one to "die in the waters" of the war of insults. But I don't want to be like him or any racist. In my head, I wanted to blurt out "Haven't I seen you before in that trailer park?" Or "Shouldn't you be screwing your cousin right now?"... The idea of shooting him down brought the biggest grin to my face... But still, I couldn't. He grabs his phone and starts making phone calls, as he was doing this, he says his name... "Alexis". My friend and I look at each other, thinking "Alexis"... Huh?... He gets up then walks toward the doors of the Starbucks, we noticed he's wearing girl pants. He was a women... I thought to myself, how can someone who is like this be so prejudice, I'm sure she had to deal with ridicule of others cause of her gender versus her appearence. Makes me lose hope for society and our so called changed ways. I can't believe my friend didn't have my back... But worst of all, I didn't defend myself. Even though, it would be hyporitical.
I experience the same thing in Kentucky during a large event, after the VT shootings occured. I was scared to go and I did get stares.
I was born in the U.S. I was raised here... I know no other place but the U.S. I am no different from any other American.
I feel vulnerable. Oh, God... The After-math...
Contact me:
Msn:
slitwristtheory_02@hotmail.com
Aim:
safetydate@aol.com
Myspace:
myspace.com/minniewinnie
Song: Hands In The Sky(Big shot).
By: Straylight Run.
Comments
(2)
« Home
|
|
|
|
