These are not my people

I live in the heart of whiteland. Now I have nothing against white folks in general half my family is white and I don't mean kinda white or passing for white I mean white.

So I'm at my son's baseball game because as a mother who wishes to get into heaven I must do the motherly thing and cheer on my little crumbsnatcher when he hacks at the ball.

Well I'm looking around and because I hear voices and not the ones that are in my head because those voices sound "ethnic". I look around to find a sea of sun damaged skin and blond hair. I was shocked. Now I can hold my own when I am the only one of my kind (black and nappy) in a crowd but those voices take me back to my all white high school and I hated that place. SO I get up and move cause these women are messing up my energy. I go stand in the shade where they need to be because they are years past sun damage.

Then I hear one of them calling their soon to be damaged children she calls her daughter who are running amuck because they have no home training. Her daughters are name Emma Claire and Anna Claire. I was like SWEET JESUS that is just wrong. Now everyone is always talking how MY people are wrong for the Sheequneiska and Alize and Deontraphonika names we give our children but no one bats a eye if these whitebread folks name their kids some of the blandest boringest shit on the planet. Why is there no outcry and outrage. That shit ain't right and it's ugly on a different level. But ain't no one saying a word.

Well I'm saying it today that shit ain't right, but you best believe an employer is gonna know Emma Claire and Anna Claire ain't from the hood. I get it now it's a set up from the get go. Just another step up for the white upperclass.

That shit ain't right...