September 3rd, 2008


I'm not Black!

Back in 1990 when I was in Basic Training, I had a drill sergeant named Duran. He was, well, black. Although he wouldn't admit to it. He always claimed, he was from the Dominican Republic. Even after the other drill sergeants explained to him about the sugar/rum/slave trade, he was very insistent that he wasn't black.

On NPR today they were talking about this phenomenon and some musicians who are trying to get people to embrace their blackness and their latin heritage. I don't understand their need to be so emotional about a thing so simple as the color of their skin. But.. I'm just some white guy.

Funny, the things you remember... its been 18 years since I'd even seen Duran...
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