The US, the Land of Tolerance...

or so the bi line reads and the media likes to portray.

There is a dark seedy issue in the states that people don't like to talk about so other countries don't really know about. If you are not white and Christian you might as well pretend very well. The Jews seem to do well enough for themselves too. But over all this place is rough if you are of mixed heritage or non-white, and even worse if you are not Christian.

There has always been racial tension here since our inception, especially among the hybrids. But the good thing about hybrids is sometimes we can camouflage into demographics to make things easier on ourselves until we're discovered


This is an entry from my G+ showing what my experience Tuesday was:

So it was brought up earlier about why I had to have a knife on me when I go on the bus. What happened while I was in Compton was more than enough of a show. It was not as extreme as the dick against my ass in Hollywood while waiting for class to start, but it was still something

So nothing major happened while I was going down or walking to the bug store from the station. I was happily reading my book and talking to people via text or im while listening to my fave EQ zone music. I go into Popeyes for a 6 pack of buffalo wings to try to get some food in me since I had not eaten in over 24 hours and did a lot of walking (at least a few miles). As a former athlete I know better than that. 6 tiny wings is not enough for that amount of calorie burn but it's something. Still nothing but good will from people. If anything I got smiles or just polite indifference, which both are common in LA. We're generally nice to each other, having to coexist and all.

I get back to the train station and walk past a straight up fugly ass hood rat. I'd actually go on record and call the hoe an N** since it fits her behavior but I'm not going there atm as the story is funny. I make it to the section where I paid the fare and onto the platform, completely ignoring the ignorant racial hate I'm hearing as I'm assuming I'm not the only white-ish person there (as I do this fun thing where I change race in the summer and get less of this shyte in the summer/fall). I finally figure out that all this shyte I hear about "that nasty fat ass white bitch ain't got no drawers on! didn't your mama ever teach you none better? You better put some damn drawers on, cause ain't no one want to see your nasty fat ass."

Of course I just went "Coming from you that's class, you have no room to talk. If you're looking hard enough to find out that my underwear is more fun than yours through loose fitting pants then you are the one with the problem you dried up hood rat piece of shyte. The only time I'm looking that hard is if I want a piece of ass, sorry I'm with a 20 yr old rock singer already and you're older than my mother I wouldn't touch your cunt if you paid me. By the way, I'm not white so stop assuming. You going to come up here and do something about it or keep running your mouth down there?"

And of course she kept on with her bs screaming which only resulting in her own race looking at me and going "don't listen to her ignorant ass" or "we're all born naked, ain't nothing to be ashamed of" or the more classic part which I think is what made her more pissed, the black men where liking the fact I was walking around in the thongs (per usual).

My usual subway experience happened after that, well groomed men of various demographics, some rather rich looking, all very polite approach me about how beautiful I was. So really.... me: 30 ... hoodrat: 0 .


In the winter I look Anglo so I get some anti-white hate or pro-white advances. By the summer the Mediterranean and Native come out and I start to have less issues with people assuming I'm Anglo and I blend in much easier here. Back in my home state as long as I looked Anglo and people didn't see my Puerto Rican grandfather then I was left alone because mixed races were valued less than blacks and back there blacks were low.

During WW2 there were actually concentration camps for Asian Americans. I am surprised that we haven't gotten that way with the middle eastern population here with the latest batch of wars since the Persian Gulf war started. Most of the country is pretty damned anti-Muslim and anti-middle eastern decent. I don't know why, I tend to prefer them.

Religion is a whole new topic that is much worse than race relations. This one actually gets into the political scene. There is a political party that is gaining power whose main running platform is "if you are not Christian you are not American so get out." I have gotten a bit of hate crime from these people because I am out about being Pagan. I am very arrogant and I don't really care if people know if I am pagan or not, the particulars of what I believe I'll be more discriminating about but the fact I'm pagan I don't hide. I'll walk out of the apothecaries or show my pagan themed tattoos or jewelry with pride. I have more arsenal against the Christians than they have against me when it comes to verbal battles and doctrine. But with the Tea Party fuckers they will get violent and take the first amendment rights as "I am free to be Christian but you are not free to be anything but Christian and you must be Christian because we are a religiously free nation now be Christian or I'll beat the shyte out of you." I see there are a few trying to run for president for 2016, I actually fear this. They are also anti-women enough to try to pass laws against us (stripping our health care ability and even want to revoke our ability to vote). Unfortunately other countries are even more corrupt with similar or worse issues for pagan women. I fear I may have nowhere to go and there may be a witch hunt in the future here. I can't really change myself because of this, I've tried to change my looks for a guy and it was fake enough it hindered our relationship, I just can't be fake. I could not fake my way through Christianity when I was a kid for very long (maybe a few hours tops), I really can't do it now that I'm losing my ability to hold my tongue.

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