Colorblind

Yes, I’m caucasian. But, I’ve always been colorblind when it comes to racism. I don’t see color. I have tons of friends that are not caucasian. Some are latino, African-American, Asian, Pakistanian, etc. If they needed a kidney and I was a match I’d give it gladly to save their life. Racism gets me every single time. I can’t stand it. This blog won’t be necessarily what you’re assuming it to be.

I’ve experienced racism first hand personally. When I first moved to Atlanta I got a job at a finance company. There were eleven employees at my branch. I was the only caucasian person working in this branch. I could hear my co-workers making racial comments like “she thinks she’s all that because she’s blonde, blue eyed and white. I should beat her white ass after work.” “Who the fuck does she think she is coming in here. I guess we had to hire her for HR purposes so we have a whitey among us to show diversity.” No one wanted to be my friend, they ignored me, wouldn’t help train me, made my life a living hell. They would play tricks on me and leave hateful notes, etc. I found another job quickly.

Another time, I went out with a group of guys one night to a bar. This was in Tennessee. There were three Pakistanian’s and two African-American guys in our group. We sat on the bar stools at the bar, ordered our food and drinks and two white ignorant redneck guys started making racial slurs towards my group. Saying things like “I guess she’s the vanilla in the oreo.” “She’s going to get gang banged later.” As one of my friends spoke up and said  “I can handle you spewing racial shit to me and my boys but don’t disrespect her, she’s a lady and I’m gonna need you to shut your mouth.” The redneck assholes started getting up and shoving at my group trying to start a fight. I stood up at this point and said “You ignorant racist douche bags need to sit the hell down or leave, my Dad’s a cop and he’ll be here in 10 minutes.” Of course, My Dad was no cop, nor did he even live in the state of TN. But, they paid their bill and got the hell out.

This whole #oscarssowhite issue that’s plastered all over the the media has me thinking. First of all, I’m tired, sooooo damn tired of races being singled out. For instance, White people don’t have a WET (White Entertainment Television), there’s not a White History Month. There’s also not a Miss White USA either. I do see there’s a Miss Latina pageant now as well. Why can’t Miss Universe be enough? Shit, I don’t watch pageants anyways. It brings back terrible memories of when I participated in them. It felt like we were being paraded around like cattle being gawked at. It felt intimidating and so judgmental and talk about cat fights. So happy those days are over for me. Sorry, I got off of the subject at matter.

I watch BET faithfully. I’m a huge fan of rap, hip hop, and R & B. I can pop & lock, robot, moon walk and shit. I love it.

I don’t think racism is really a factor in the Oscars. They’ve nominated many different races in the past and they’ve won before. Examples: Halle Berry, Denzel Washington, and Cuba Gooding, Jr. All so deserving! Granted, in my opinion I think Michael B. Jordan should’ve been nominated for Creed as well as O’Shea Jackson, Jr. and Jason Mitchell for Straight Outta Compton. It’s a damn shame they weren’t nominated. I don’t think it’s a race issue though. Am I ignorant or naive? Possibly.

I was ashamed of Trump stating “The whites don’t get nominations for BET awards.” He should’ve googled it before making that statement. Hello? Eminem, Robin Thicke, Justin Timberlake, Sam Smith, and Macklemore and Ryan Lewis were all nominated. Eminem and Macklemore and Ryan Lewis all won and accepted BET awards.

It’s been two years since an African-American has been nominated for an Oscar. Is it a racial thing? I think not. Chris Rock is hosting this years Oscars, he doesn’t seem to have a problem with it. It will be interesting to see what he comes up with on the subject. I’ll be watching.

I just can’t understand why we can’t all accept diversity, appreciate each other and not single a race out? We’re all human and we’re all beautifully made. So fucking tired of the racism topic and here I am blogging about it. Just my thoughts and opinions, I love everybody whether you’re black, brown, purple, yellow, orange, green, republican, democrat, muslim, baptist, catholic, or whatever you are….until you prove to me you’re not worthy with your actions. Just sayin……

 

 

 

 

 

 

Weirdos

WEIRDOS

Can we celebrate weirdos? They’re eccentric, peculiar and bizarre, wouldn’t you agree? Weirdos are my tribe, my gang, my people.

I might look normal with blonde hair and blue eyes but deep down I’m a weirdo. I’ve finally realized it and embraced it.

Individuality is monumental. We don’t have to be copycats. Each of us are matchless and extraordinary. We’re different so why not grasp the idea that you’re exceptional?

I’ll give you a few of  my quirks….

I’m 43 and I listen to Frank Sinatra and Rap music. What a combination right? I love hanging out in graveyards. I read the headstones and calculate how old they were when they passed away and try to imagine what their lives were like. Creepy right? I sleep in such a tense way that my hubby says I look like someone is performing an exorcism on me. I love bags. Not Coach, Marc Jacobs or Michael Kors bags but those cloth bags you take to the grocery store. I can’t get enough of those bags. I eat ketchup on cabbage, spinach, collards, and turnips. That’s just a few of my weird quirks.

Let the weirdness commence…..why be a standard edition of yourself? Let’s rock these incredible strange quirks we have with confidence. You know there’s something weird about yourself, don’t even try to hide it. As Lady GaGa sings “You were born this way.”

Defy The Normal

Why be a grey crayon when you can be a blue, red, green, yellow, purple, pink, etc? Why not be colorful instead of normal?

We all have our imperfections, flaws, glitches, and each of us are unfinished.

I’ve discovered so many new things with blogging. Each time someone likes one of my blogs or starts following me I immediately stop on over to their blog and it’s like Christmas morning.

I feel like I’m opening a precious gift and finding something so extraordinary. When I open up my gift my eyes light up and I want to say “Is this for me? All for me?”

Embrace all of the things that you were warned about in life. Deviate from the normal path you’re used to traveling and hurl yourself into the unknown.

Seize the opportunity to color outside of the lines. Dive into the abyss for once. Abandon all views of normalcy, please!

An open mind is an exquisite thing. Diversity is my addiction. Why always stick with the same chocolate you’ve always loved to eat when you can have an assortment of different flavors?

Accepting people that are the reversal of yourself is a liberating thing. Do not isolate yourself from the unique just because you are not familiar with it.

It really is an honor for someone to let you into their world and to get to know them. Do not judge them or ever criticize them for their lifestyle. We are all imperfect and no one is above the other. We’re all equal.

Open your heart to love the uniqueness of one another. No matter what your race is, whether you’re straight, homosexual, transgender, republican, a democrat, catholic, baptist, or whatever….we all have something in common which is LOVE.

Humanity is tenderness, kindness and goodwill. Let’s apply this in our everyday hustle shall we? We could all use some tenderness, kindness and goodwill couldn’t we?

XO