i went through the motions of choosing a major. of course i started out in business, all due to my father's recommendations and fat wallet. i then grew towards art and art education. this would lead me towards a congenial life of satisfaction and beauty but not challenging enough.
i now study african-american history.
why does that matter?
i am white.
and apparently some people rake up a fuss about me entering this particulr area of study.
i've gotten the "but you're white!". thanks for the update.
i've gotten the "are you doing it to be "in"? no.
i'm doing this because I have an extremely passionate viewpoint on this subject. it's like a magnum that has sucked me in. for once, i'm the minority. all i hear is racial complexity being narrowed into little categories. and somehow the history is being pushed aside.
and i have the oppurtunity to make an impact. i have the oppurtunity to lay the path for advancement. people can really be persuaded by a certain issue. trust me. i've got a funball pit of ideas that would abolish certain ideas when showcased through the art of education.
so what's going to stop me? my skin color?
yea. you're out of your fucking mind.
take the ignorance stick out of your ass and read a book.
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