I give up on you, America. You're going to fall into the sun still bigoted, still racist, still dreaming each night that they're going to bring back the block.
I try to combat that sad reality by standing strong and proud, laugh at the ignorance of racists and revel in the knowledge that they're probably jealous of the fact that they'll never relate and truly feel Luther Vandross' "Bad Boy (Having a Party)" on the molecular level that I do (they're missing out!)
This is so much the truth. I read your comment this morning and burst into tears. It's good to have you on my flist, girl. So, that was this morning, but this evening, I'm all "fuck them, I'm gonna keep being me." I raised some ferocious daughters who've already had to deal with this shit in the workplace and kicked it in the ass. Me and Mr. R., we did good. That's what it takes in this day and age, letting your kids know that they are strong, smart, and ready--we taught them to be happy, but alert.
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4/22/15 12:36 am (UTC)This is so much the truth. I read your comment this morning and burst into tears. It's good to have you on my flist, girl. So, that was this morning, but this evening, I'm all "fuck them, I'm gonna keep being me." I raised some ferocious daughters who've already had to deal with this shit in the workplace and kicked it in the ass. Me and Mr. R., we did good. That's what it takes in this day and age, letting your kids know that they are strong, smart, and ready--we taught them to be happy, but alert.
Alright now, pastries, coffee and porn--stat.