There's
an old saying “Everyone wants to be Black until the police show
up.” For those that don't know, I'm Black. Yes, there's some other
stuff tossed in there but according to everyone that sees me and the
police I am an African American male. I prefer the term Blacker.
Makes me sound dangerous. Now, me being Black is up for debate. Most
of my life my “Blackness” has been called into question because
of the way I dressed, talked, and behaved. I stopped fighting that
battle years ago.
I’ve
come up with a list of The Five Things I Learned Being Black. I
already know that being Black means different things to different
people and that each of us will probably have five different things
but since I am Black and this is my blog I’ll write what I want.
Stop oppressing me!
