"The only reason you say that race was not an issue is because you wish
it was not. We all wish it was not. But it’s a lie. I came from a
country where race was not an issue; I did not think of myself as black
and I only became black when I came to America. When you are black in
America and you fall in love with a white person, race doesn’t matter
when you’re alone together because it’s just you and your love. But the
minute you step outside, race matters. But we don’t talk about it. We
don’t even tell our white partners the small things that piss us off and
the things we wish they understood better, because we’re worried they
will say we’re overreacting, or we’re being too sensitive. And we don’t
want them to say, Look how far we’ve come, just forty years ago it would
have been illegal for us to even be a couple blah blah blah, because
you know what we’re thinking when they say that? We’re thinking why the
fuck should it ever have been illegal anyway? But we don’t say any of
this stuff. We let it pile up inside our heads and when we come to nice
liberal dinners like this, we say that race doesn’t matter because
that’s what we’re supposed to say, to keep our nice liberal friends
comfortable. It’s true. I speak from experience."
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