Too bad the American Negro chose and demanded of the world that they be called Black, when their true color is brown. By choosing the black rather than the brown label for themselves they opened the door to competition south of the USA border.
That was a huge strategical blunder. What were they thinking, that American Natives got a lot of money by being called Red, so they copied that model? I don’t know of anybody who calls Indians Red. No one. Oh, the Red Skins, a football team. Well, they won’t have that name for long. Washington D. C. of all places, calling their team by a skin color. And where did you get the idea that Red people prospered under the supposed color of their skin?
- [I never saw a red-skinned person, unless they had a sunburn and even then it was more pink than red. Same is so with white-skinned people. Even albinos when compared with a white paint will not look that color.]
Most Native Indians on reservations live in squalor. Have you ever moved to assist them? Why not? You think that being called by the color of their skin gave them freedom and riches and opportunities?
The Indians negotiated a bad deal that isolated them on reservations. That’s what the Jews are now doing in Palestine, copying the American model of Apartheid. No good will come out of that deal, just as it didn’t with the American Natives.
Just imagine all the people in the world of Spanish descent not being able to cash in on the color brown. That’s them; they’re brown and you’re black. The Spaniards declared it. That means with limited resources, what used to be 100% in your minds, seemingly overnight turned to 50%. You must still be kicking yourselves over that one. In the future as more people breach the border, you’re cut diminishes even more.
Frankly, I don’t like being called white. Never did. Being called a color, is demeaning and disrespectful. I’m a living, breathing human being, not a color.Tweet
In my view, being called a color limits another’s perception of who and what you are. Why you all chose to limit yourselves in the eyes of others still baffles me. Most people have a favorite color. Ask, you’ll see. Or their favorite color changes over time. Colors are fickle. Colors aren’t serious. Colors entertain. If you’re going to claim, “oh, you want serious, we’ll show you serious”, that’s not a color talking, that’s a terrorist talking.
If I had to be called something, I’d rather be called European or after one of the many countries where my ancestors were born and raised. Because America is still young as a country, most people who live here call themselves by the countries or continents of the origins of their ancestors. There’s nothing wrong with that.
I never heard an Irish person call themselves American – not here. They wear their heritage, not a color. Okay, green is their color, but not their skin. Scots traditionally like plaid designs in their fabric. They don’t call their skin plaid.
However, if they travel to other countries, it is there that they call themselves American. When they leave home, they bring America with them.
For a while now, I’ve been referencing Blacks or Black people as African. I’m transitioning from an imposed description that I was threatened into using by an entire race of people who burn villages to solve problems, but that I found offensive. I’m done with following orders from people I don’t know and from people who don’t respect me because of the non-color of my skin.
You and Yous are all Africans to me from this day forward. When you attempt to scam me or influence me to my detriment or to the detriment of my family or to the detriment of any other species, then you or yous are Nigerians to me. Yeah, how do like that one? Think that will make the Nigerians hopping mad?