In this country, we are all supposed to be equal, hense all the laws against racism and discrimination. We have it written out in our constitution, there are numerous laws and presidential orders with wording in regards to the proper and ethical treatment of treatment of individuals of all races which all boils down to one thing.
Racism is alive and…. Swinging??
We live in a day and time where a person must be excrutiatingly careful of what the say and how they act. One mistaken word or act can bring down a torrent of criticism the likes of which have never been seen before. "You should go to tolerance camp" is becoming a more prevalant phrase.
I wrote a blog a couple days ago pertaining to me being accused of "not being black". It inspired me to write a poem. So here it is.
Racism in which direction?
Yesterday was the 17th birthday of some random white girl, who walked into an El Polo Loco fast food restraunt, searching for a job. She walked to the counter and stood politely in line, a bit nervous. She had noticed the large, lowhanging banner on the newly opened joint reading "Now Hiring!" in passing, and stood now suddenly before a middle aged Mexican man with a somewhat sparse handlebar mustache. She smiled, best she could, under the heavy, suspicious glare now beaming her from her brown hair to her black shoes.
"Hello. I was wonderingif you are you still hiring?" The girl tried to sound calm, The man was looking consistantly less happy with her presence in the joint.
"Yes."
