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Here's Why I Love Being Black.. For The Last Time

Image By  Eye For Ebony E very once in awhile I find myself participating in a conversation with fellow Americans that starts off inquisitive and somehow ends up with an insulting tone that suggests I tone down my blackness. While I perceive my actions to be a mere celebration of p roudly embracing the hue of my skin, unabashedly vocalizing my dissatisfaction with the s ystematic oppression that people of color still are subject to, or simply screaming to the world that I couldn't care any less about the unrealistic "standard of American beauty" - it all comes off to most white people as  doing too much ! Here's a newsflash, sis: I don't mind "doing too much" because our society doesn't do enough! We're living in a time where (semi) competent adults can't make the distinction between anti-police and anti-police brutality! We live in a country filled with people who have been conditioned to not feel delighted when they see black p...

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