I am stumped. I have never in my life judged anyone by their looks. When I first made my 'venture' out into the big wide world, in Lake Elsinore, California, my first friends were indians, mexicans and black people.
Hell many were mixed couples. I didn't give a shit. I quickly learned who I could trust and who I couldn't. And that had not one god damned thing to do with skin color. Lake Elsinore was quite a different place in 1979 than it is today.
Hell, back then a "n word" meant a person of low character, not to be trusted. Had nothing to do with skin color, agreed upon by all my peers of all colors.
Nowadays, since I was born with light colored skin, I guess I am supposed to have been privileged. Or an oppressor. If that is the truth, well, I was my own best oppressor because you should see my income now that I'm retired.
Look at the picture above. I told someone once that I don't know how to act around other colors anymore. They think that confirms me being a racist.
Hmm. Look at that picture above and tell me how you feel about it.
