Monologues for BLACK LIVES coming in slowly. I'm receiving them from black people and white people.
Or from African Americans and European Americans. Even writing it this way feels awkward to me.
This endless preoccupation with race. Such a terrible distinction, and when you think about it something
that is essentially unnatural. At least for me. And yet there are people who swear by these "racial " distinctions. You are black. You are white. Black man, white man, black woman, white woman. You can't live here, you can't walk safely there, you can't drive without worrying about being pulled over- just because you have brown skin. Just because you have brown skin!! It's insane, really. A sick problem. You who are bothering to read this entry- whatever color you are, have you ever loved a person from another racial group? If you have you're lucky. And I hope you learned something. As for myself, I've been in love with black women and with Asian women. With Jewish women and Christian white women. With Italian women. I was married to a Polish American woman. I've loved women born in other nations-- Trinidad and Tobago and Viet Nam are the ones that come immediately to mind. When you sleep with a person from another race or another culture, it feels no different (at least to me) from sleeping with a woman who comes from New Jersey. Human beings are human beings. It's that simple. They have warm lips, warms bodies, mysterious eyes, hearts that beat against your chest. They giggle and moan and gasp and they make you do the very same. It's simply wonderful, you know- being intimate with another human being this way. And it makes absolutely no difference what color they are, what size, what nationality. This is what I know. The racists out there, let me suggest you get outside of your limited perspective and experience, and meet more people. I mean really meet them. And you will find how natural and easy it is to either like them an awful lot or even love them!
Or from African Americans and European Americans. Even writing it this way feels awkward to me.
This endless preoccupation with race. Such a terrible distinction, and when you think about it something
that is essentially unnatural. At least for me. And yet there are people who swear by these "racial " distinctions. You are black. You are white. Black man, white man, black woman, white woman. You can't live here, you can't walk safely there, you can't drive without worrying about being pulled over- just because you have brown skin. Just because you have brown skin!! It's insane, really. A sick problem. You who are bothering to read this entry- whatever color you are, have you ever loved a person from another racial group? If you have you're lucky. And I hope you learned something. As for myself, I've been in love with black women and with Asian women. With Jewish women and Christian white women. With Italian women. I was married to a Polish American woman. I've loved women born in other nations-- Trinidad and Tobago and Viet Nam are the ones that come immediately to mind. When you sleep with a person from another race or another culture, it feels no different (at least to me) from sleeping with a woman who comes from New Jersey. Human beings are human beings. It's that simple. They have warm lips, warms bodies, mysterious eyes, hearts that beat against your chest. They giggle and moan and gasp and they make you do the very same. It's simply wonderful, you know- being intimate with another human being this way. And it makes absolutely no difference what color they are, what size, what nationality. This is what I know. The racists out there, let me suggest you get outside of your limited perspective and experience, and meet more people. I mean really meet them. And you will find how natural and easy it is to either like them an awful lot or even love them!
