His Own Kind is Everyone but Not According to Her

Easiest way to turn me from pleasant bend over backwards help you to the moon and back to bare minimum and walking away from you while you are still talking:

He should be standing up for his own kind.

This is in reference to Trudeau and the Freedom Convey.

So we are clear ‘His own kind’ are white according to her, not Indigenous and not Black.

100’s of years of abuse, theft of property, stealing and murdering children is now not as important as the whining and crying of those people. Her kind I guess we would say.

Everyone is screaming about the fact that a National State of Emergency has been declared. Well guess what people? You cannot act like a toddler screaming and throwing hissy fits in the middle of the street and not expect Daddy to come along and slap some fingers.

Feb. 16/22

What Do You Fear?

When I was a little girl riding the bus with my mom another passenger was a black woman.
Now I am not sure how old I was but it must have been before I was in day care as my favorite caregiver Betty was black.
I embarrassed mom by saying very loudly: Mom look that lady is made of chocolate milk.
That was all I could think of relating her color to.
The woman apparently took great delight in my description and laughed.
When we are children to us color is meaningless.
Our skies are green and the grass is orange.
We live in a world that sees everything through a lens of innocence and wonder.
As we age our views begin to become more colored by our parents, peer group, television etc.
Our communities.
I am finding more and more that my headlines are filled with accounts of  racism.
Against people who have come to Canada for a better life.
And I cannot understand what it is that people are fearing that causes them to lash out at someone who is a different from them.
Almost always white men.
At least 98% with 2% being white women.
I know that racism is not a white thing.
Everywhere you go there it is.
Everywhere.
Yet it seems that only white people continue to shout the loudest from the rooftops.
White folk who are acting out in the most ignorant of ways.
White folk who are so unable to change because of delusional beliefs that are held.
Please explain to me the rational behind a rant.
Please explain to me what the person ranting gets out of it.
Fifteen minutes of notorious fame.
Fifteen minutes that will burn in the hearts and minds of the people who endured the onslaught of vicious words and thoughts.
Fifteen minutes.
©July 16/21
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