- Society would not dictate, nor cause a family to believe, that because of the color of a child's skin that you could not be good parents to him or her because your skin is different.
- They would not tell you that you could not do right by that child because you don't have enough friends similar to them in ethnicity.
- They would not tell you (or you would not tell yourself) that you are not "cultured" enough to raise a black child.
- You would not think that your family would reject your child.
- You would not fear the glances or looks you would get from others.
- You would not think that you had to be:
(a) into hip-hop musicIt just wouldn't matter. Because in the end all you really need to give a child a home is love. Idealistic or improbable? Yes. Far-fetched nor impossible? Nope. So again, call me crazy. But I kinda like my crazy world. So no offense taken.
(b) residing in a large city
(c) surrounded by racially sensitive people
(d) an expert in ethnic hair care
(e) versed in African American history or
(f) OK if your black son does not like basketball.
And before everyone thinks I am bad-mouthing people who were not as open as us. I am not. I am expressing my distaste for society. Our standards are jacked-up. Our hearts are confused. Our language is disdainful. Our views are foggy.
I am a student of sociology and know that none of us exists separate from how and what the societal norms and beliefs are. So overall I am bad-mouthing ALL of us. I just can't wait to get to heaven. Ugh.