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Another Night and Day Alliance 034
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A "Write Off" aNAda #34 A
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A by Sabazio 03/30/00 A
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I move past you and you stare at me looking at you.
I must be shocked at your appearance. After all, someone that looks
like me cannot possibly comprehend your clothes, your piercings, your
tattoos.
Who am I but the insidiously labeled enemy you cast adrift after one
glance at my appearance?
What do you see?
I walk in cowboy boots and speak not well, I am a middle class
Caucasian male. I have short cropped hair and a Stetson hat.
What does this mean?
Your intellectual pursuits are above my grasp and you view my ilk
with exasperation. After all, am I not the epitome of everything you
despise?
I probably eat meat, I obviously drive a truck, there is no way I
know anything about theater or arts or music.
I must listen to country, Garth Brooks perhaps. My mainstream
decisions about what I must have to survive are funneled to me through the
pride and joy of my Sony TV.
Maybe I even played football... I look the right size and type. Bet
I even smack my girlfriend around, after all you might have seen me in the
tank top T-shirt I like to wear. Isn't that why they call them "wife beater
shirts"?
I am not the type of person that understands how much it hurts to be
"profiled" or "typed" by just one glance.
I don't know what it's like to have someone write me off based on my
appearance.
Right?
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