Beige or Burnt Sienna?

One show that Dan and I started to watch this summer was the "Big Bang Theory" on CBS. Dan's uncle, Robert, his wife, Sally, ( you following me?) got the 1st season for him for his birthday. When we were over at their place this summer, we sometimes would watch it with them. After some viewings we thought that it was a worthy show to start watching.

It really is cute and funny. I really really like it. Anyways, it airs on Monday nights and thank goodness for TVIO or i wouldn't have been able to read this....

At the end of the show they have what is called a vanity card... don't know what it really is suppose to be, but this is what i read last night....It comes up for about 4 secs and then goes away and in those 4 sec i read this.... "Frankly, every time I hear someone comment on America's...." It was in the middle of the paragraph. I'm a very curious person. Leave me in a house for 10 minutes, by myself, and i will be all over it looking at things. Yes, yes it's also being called a snoop. Dan always tells me i am the biggest snoop ever. Back to story, because of my curiosity i decided to rewind it and stop it to read what it said and this what it said.....

I have long believed that part of our problem with resolving race issues in America is our inability to accurately name what we are. Aside from the occasional Johnny and Edgar Winter, there are no white people. Any child with a box of crayons can tell you that white people are, in fact, beige. The sickly ones are gray. Following this crayon logic, one can easily see that there are really no black people. They are brown. Or perhaps raw umber. Or maybe burnt sienna. Frankly, every time I hear someone comment on America's first black president, I can't help thinking, "No, he's not. He's more like caramel." Which is why I think we should all get in the habit of calling each other what we really are. How can you racially slur a man by calling him "beigey" or "umber?" The answer is you can't. Because that's exactly what he is. The melanin doesn't lie. Buy a box of Crayolas and see for yourself. We are all members of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People. Can I hear a kumbaya?

I was dying. I thought is was very clever

Hope you enjoyed my funny find.

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Peace

Michelle