Color, colour, kolor, kolour — no matter how you spell it, it’s a silly way to evaluate human beings. We, us, our, ours! None of us is better or worse, more or less, intelligent or unintelligent, because of our skin color.
Skin color, like flower color, should be a joy. However, humans turned it into the burden of racial conflict and racial injustice. Being unwilling to think or talk about how to heal America’s racial division, won’t make it go away.
Let’s admit that race matters are a problem today because for centuries race mattered and determined a person’s position in society. It’s difficult for a society to get beyond racism, because skin color can’t be hidden. Race shouldn’t be defined by the color of a face.
It takes courage to behave better than the crowd–to look down on no one and to embrace every human being as an equal. Skin color is an insignificant fact, but the concept of race is a dangerous myth that declared a false, color hierarchy. Although color-based race is a myth, its use as the basis for human trafficking and demeaning people, gave it a cruel reality.
Walking alone in a pricey white neighborhood, I realized my privilege to walk there without being suspected of malice because of my skin. Let’s expand the privilege to not be seen as suspicious because of race, to all people!
Think outside the race box. Search for my book: Off the RACE Track–From Color-Blind to Color-Kind. If you want to make a country great, it’s a waste to promote hate.