White

Reading old books exposes me to the phrase "that's white of you." Which confused and bothered me. It does indeed mean, white=good. Unbelievably offensive.

Fuck that.

I renounce my white skin as evidence of anything. Part Neanderthal, red highlights in my hair, red haired mother.

I'm brown and passing unintentionally. I'm not male, nor christian, and now, not white.

Caucasian is a meaningless term dreamed up by bigots trying for superiority. Why claim separation if one doesn't want ascendancy? There is no such thing as "separate but equal." I'm a mutt, and will not be otherwise labelled. We are human, we are not different species. Any claim to a special place in law or country is spurious and hostile. We all interbreed, we are all so genetically similar it would be easier to split a hair than find our differences.

That Europeans have more power has to do with the orientation of the continent, not any kind of inherent betterness. (see Guns, Germs, & Steel*) All a matter of luck and circumstance, not part of who they are.

I am not one of them. I deny them. I deny their fucking religion, and only by chance have a similar color of skin. I'm shanty irish and mediterranean french frog. Iroquois squaw bastard, white trash. Heretic and pagan. Not to mention bitch, whore and nasty woman. Damn the rich, white, christian men who feel entitled to power and money. Kneecap them all and damn their eyes.


"Too late!"




From now on, I'm purple.

Although, I can't do my hair. Until all chances for a rectification of the horror are done, I stay grey. My sense of humor on this issue is gone. Trying to keep it elsewhere.







*There's a series! I didn't know!