Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.
It’s not often I am shocked by something that doesn’t concern me, and it is rare that someone’s opinion bothers me enough to have a rant about it. Opinion is opinion, and it is MY opinion that you can’t belittle what someone has to say. It’s their expression of themselves, and whether or not you agree with it or not, it’s their thought.
But I read a blog today, and I’ve been thinking about it all afternoon. It really annoyed me. And saddened me a little about the state of the human race. I can’t link to the specific post because I stumbled to it and quickly stumbled away, but in all honesty I wouldn’t want to give the satisfaction of people clicking through to the guy who wrote it.
The first post (yep, sad to say there was more than one) was about homophobia, and how much this guy hated gay people. It annoyed me, but not enough to care too much. Personally I have friends who are gay, friends who are lesbians, and friends who no one really knows. But I think the key point here is that no one really cares either.
Everybody’s journey is individual. If you fall in love with a boy, you fall in love with a boy. The fact that many Americans consider it a disease says more about them than it does about homosexuality.
Whether you sleep with Ken or Barbie, you do it on your own time and it’s nothing to do with me. I don’t think that your sexuality has anything to do with whether or not you are my friend, how much I rely on you or in what measure you make me laugh, so why would it make me not like you as a person? Without getting to know you at all? But some people feel intimidated by gay people, and whether I agree with that or not, that is their issue.
(all human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights)
But the second post really did it for me. Apparently the guy is a massive racist too. So not only does he discriminate against people on who they like to sleep with, but he also has a massive issue with the colour of a person’s skin (by this point I was absolutely furious and had to resist not having a massive rant on his actual scummy blog. After all, opinions…) I can’t tolerate this. maybe I’M small minded, maybe I’m not seeing it from his point of view, but how on earth can the colour of a person’s skin negate whether you like them or not, and going a step further, whether you choose to openly slag them off, without ever having spoken to them. It takes stereotypes a whole lot further.
One day our descendants will think it incredible that we paid so much attention to things like the amount of melanin in our skin or the shape of our eyes or our gender instead of the unique identities of each of us as complex human beings. ~Franklin Thomas
He mentioned Barrack Obama and how disgusted he was that America had a black president. Sure, doesn’t matter that the majority of America voted for him, that he is a well-educated man, or that he is changing the face of America, but only that his skin is darker than some and therefore he must be hated.
See me? I’m whiter than they come. When I go in the sun I go pink, and then I go a gorgeous honey colour that I love. And I proudly say that I will never in my life choose who to be friends with on how much melanin they have in their skin. Because a person’s personality is what you should notice; their sense of humour, their banter, their soul. If we were all the same, then we would all get bored pretty quick.
Peace and love people.
I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality…. I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word. ~Martin Luther King, Jr.