It Hurts

I hate to say: “I told you so” but it would seem that this face does have its limitations and that people of different ethnicities have prejudices too.  I now know a little about having someone biased against you by the color of your skin. When my father was younger he was prejudiced and at the time I thought he had good reason because some urbanites chose to throw bottles and scale flattened beer cans at he and his coworker firefighters. He was after all trying to protect them but oppressed people felt he was just part of the establishment they were so dead set against. 

I guess I was living in a dream world to think that someone who I thought was a friend was just putting me on. Maybe he didn’t know himself and he put on a great show that he embraced all cultures and races but in the end he retreated to his comfort zone. I know that this will change, as the children of the new immigrants will no longer carry the partiality of their parents as my parents tried to impart on me. I have to tell you though after this episode it hurt and hurt me deeply. I will get over it of course but…

And now that I have written about it, I can let it go.