Soundtrack of My Life…
Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.Archive for judgmental
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Hey guys and gals,
I am back again. Another day, more thoughts to get off my chest. Well, I also seem to be avoiding homework, but I promise, I will get to the homework. I just need to get this off my chest first. Or something like that.
I don’t really know why I am going to write about this, but I guess it has to do with this guy I am dating currently. Well, we are in love with each other, actually. But we are taking it slow. It’s kind of a long story, one I am sure that I will explain some other time, but for now, let’s just leave it at that. What I do want to address a little is racism. See, this guy, who’s name is Anthony, is black. And while this is the first time I have ever been attracted to a black man, I don’t care. Honestly. I just see him. Yes, I’m not naive or anything. I know he’s black. But his skin color has no effect on why I love him.
But I am not going to gush here. That’s probably for another entry as well. Maybe the same one I tell our nice complicated story. What I don’t like about this whole situation is how people look at me differently. Like my mom. I mean, she has told me to my face that she is fine with it, but honestly? I think she is disappointed in me. She wants what any mother wants–her daughter to be happy. But she also wants things she will probably never admit to my face. She wants a guy to be good enough for me, and preferably, a nice white guy. I don’t think her daughter falling in love with a black man was in her plan for me.
Although, maybe I should give her some credit here. I mean, she didn’t drop dead when I told her he was black. Although, if I ever tell my grandma (my dad’s mom, specifically), she would be the one to drop dead. It makes me sad, because she is the most hypocritical, judgmental people I know. And my grandpa, who died 3 1/2 years ago, was definitely not. It amazes me sometimes that those 2 were married over 50 years. I mean, he was awesome. Carefree, but definitely a believer in hard work, and he wanted his grandchildren to be happy, regardless of who that was with. He just wanted them, especially his granddaughters, to be treated with respect like they deserved. And I miss him every single day.
But my grandma, well, she is definitely old school. And while a lot of grandparents are, she is definitely not up with the times here. I mean, my mom’s parents are definitely not racist by any means and are some of the most hospitable people in the world. They are fantastic. But my grandma, well, she would be the type of person to walk on the other side of the sidewalk if she passed a black person. Or move seats if one sat down next to her on a bus or something. And it just makes me sad and angry that she is related to me. Or, since she obviously was born first, that I am related to her. I mean, she was THERE when Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated. She was alive. She LIVED through it. And it didn’t affect her? She didn’t care? She didn’t want to change in any way? I don’t understand. I mean, if i was there, I would listen. I would listen to what they had to say. At least give them a shot, you know? I know people thought differently in those days, but still, the black people were United States CITIZENS. They shouldn’t be seen as a “lesser” people.
I don’t know, it just really makes me sad that people are so closed-minded. I mean, blacks, gays, lesbians, mexicans, asians, whatever race or sexual orientation. People always seem to have something bad to say. I’m sorry, but you don’t personally know every single black person or homosexual. I have met some wonderful people because I didn’t make those snap judgments. Hell, I am dating a black man and my best friend is a mexican lesbian. People need to realize that beautiful comes in all different shapes, sizes, skin colors, and sexual orientations. There are so many beautiful people out there, and I encourage you all to meet one person that is of a different shape, size, skin color, or sexual orientation than yourself. Who knows? You could end up dating them or being their best friend 
By the way, today’s song title comes from the AT&T Team USA Soundtrack, made for the Beijing Olympics, and is by Taylor Swift.
