I was not racist. I found some sense of belonging with the blacks. I liked things like their comedy and jokes and styles or their influence on music. It was like another convenant I got accepted into. I was a fan of black heroes and black naivety too. Do I have half black descendants secretly?
Spilling the beans I suspect black women may have had my babies before. And thus my sense of somewhat of belonging with the black community. To be entertained by their comedy and intellect. To be welcomed to the world of the African Americans.
There were different parts of my life I was exposed to this. I thought I made some temporary friends in the DC nightlife scene. I've seen the black characters be very strong and useful. Also there was my friendship with Sgt Wilson.
I felt like I belonged with them at times. But immediately checking that with a story of what happened to my uncle. Maybe I was mistaken with my brotherhood with the blacks? Another was when I was blown away by Keith Richard's stories of being a good person and hero at that.
The black peoples jokes could be hilarious. The being pampered like they actually were former slaves was another thing. But also their childlike innocence or their heroism before too. I thought these babies that may have been born may have had a decent chance at life like thinking of their types I've seen like Ice T as a social worker.
Comments
Post a Comment