Pequeno Burraidh
Beag Combatiente
Welp, I don't hate America either, though, and I won't get too far down this rabbit hole cos I know it can be a sensitive subject, I think the States as a whole gets entirely too far wrapped up in 'race' and the separation and division they allow it to cause.
My grannie(grandmother on my mum's side) is 100% South African, and while my mum and dad are both noticeably pale, I picked up on the recessive gene from my grannie and have a darker skin tone, ergo they are 'white' and I am 'black'(also for anyone wondering, no there was no cheating. Mum volunteered to dad to do the paternity testing even though he said he never doubted her anyhow, test came back reassuring what dad already believed. I don't understand it all, but genetics are weird.).
It has never once caused an issue for me here. Ever. Nobody here cares, cos I'm the local farmer with a cheery attitude, no one in my family cares, cos I'm family.
Yet nothing beats visiting the grocers in the States and having a rather large dark skinned lady start screeching at me in barely coherent attempts at 'English' about how I'm a traitor to 'my people' for 'talking white', or, on the converse, being informed that talking fancy doesn't change that most of 'my people' are thugs. That's just a handful of responses, however, in a sea of people who usually wind up interested in where I come from and the like.
I'm actually not angry about this, and my cousins and I discuss it all the time, but it just absolutely baffles me. You're all Americans, and while I can understand division over your favourite American Football teams, cos we do that here too for our on Football teams, or maybe some 'My state is better than your state' joshing about, but the rancour some people have over the subject makes little to no sense.
That all said, I know that's not everybody, it's just the one thing I can't seem to wrap my head around. Though I am the standard Scot of the highlands country, so mayhaps I'm just ignorant to the going ons of the rest of the world whilst I enjoy my small village life =P
My grannie(grandmother on my mum's side) is 100% South African, and while my mum and dad are both noticeably pale, I picked up on the recessive gene from my grannie and have a darker skin tone, ergo they are 'white' and I am 'black'(also for anyone wondering, no there was no cheating. Mum volunteered to dad to do the paternity testing even though he said he never doubted her anyhow, test came back reassuring what dad already believed. I don't understand it all, but genetics are weird.).
It has never once caused an issue for me here. Ever. Nobody here cares, cos I'm the local farmer with a cheery attitude, no one in my family cares, cos I'm family.
Yet nothing beats visiting the grocers in the States and having a rather large dark skinned lady start screeching at me in barely coherent attempts at 'English' about how I'm a traitor to 'my people' for 'talking white', or, on the converse, being informed that talking fancy doesn't change that most of 'my people' are thugs. That's just a handful of responses, however, in a sea of people who usually wind up interested in where I come from and the like.
I'm actually not angry about this, and my cousins and I discuss it all the time, but it just absolutely baffles me. You're all Americans, and while I can understand division over your favourite American Football teams, cos we do that here too for our on Football teams, or maybe some 'My state is better than your state' joshing about, but the rancour some people have over the subject makes little to no sense.
That all said, I know that's not everybody, it's just the one thing I can't seem to wrap my head around. Though I am the standard Scot of the highlands country, so mayhaps I'm just ignorant to the going ons of the rest of the world whilst I enjoy my small village life =P
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