Re: Life After Dreads

My most popular blog entry by far is the one called Life After Dreads: the First 24 Hours. I thought this was because there were quite a few people who were interested in what the result is when you chop off your dreadlocks. The entry is just about that.

However, a couple of weeks ago, a reader commented that I should make it known that I’m white and what my hair type is. I suddenly was struck by the implications of the blog post title. This could very well be seen as a potential social commentary, especially regarding the way society responds to black people with dreadlocks.

With this in mind, I wanted to make a much-delayed response. Since I had dreads I have completed two years at a community college which has opened my eyes to more issues regarding the social injustices of the world, as well as appropriation. The latter is something I’m still coming to terms with because part of me is having the hurt girl voice of “why can’t I play?” when it comes to dreadlocks and wearing bhindis. However, that’s exactly the point. The groups who have these cool styles and the like haven’t been able to play, and now I want to play with the toy they’re playing with and I have to be told that I can’t.

And it’s damn frustrating! Again, that’s (in part) the point. It is frustrating. It’s frustrating that people of other groups have been oppressed and told they can’t wear their hair a certain way, speak their inherited language, practice their faith for hundreds of years. Members of the oppressing culture are in turn taking certain elements of the oppressed and using them how they’d like to use them, while still reprimanding the oppressed for doing the same thing.

So whereas I do generally fall under the rule of treat others how you’d like to be treated, this has been necessary—for me at least. My want for being inoffensive keeps me from doing what I want to do, which is dread my hair again or wear a bhindi when I’m going for a night out. But being told that I can’t, and me struggling between “screw it, I’m going to any way” and not wanting to be disruptive of hurt other people is aggressive. I suddenly realized that it wasn’t about me. It’s not about me at all. And this wanting to play but not being able to is what the oppressed have been experiencing for far too long. It was shocking how long it got me to come around to this realization, in all honesty.

(Note the irony where I just wrote a whole blog post about myself so that I could tell the world it’s not about me)

I could see how my initial post could be click-bait, seen as something that one might look for as an analysis of the experience a person of color might have after they cut off their dreads, and I could see it turned into a metaphor, or as deep and powerful social commentary (of course if coming from the right narrator, which would not be me). But nay, it is my naïve self from three years past. So, my apologies to anyone who clicked on the entry looking for something less superficial and privileged.

Another Blog

I know, I know, I’m terrible at keeping up with this one. But I’ve had a few requests to start a blog that is just about my travels, and so I thought I would finally take people up on that request.

So here it is, called Hopscotch and Woolgathering, a blog about a gap-year student trying to see all there is to see in Britain between work and on the cheap. If there are any suggestions of anywhere that I should go, touristy or much lesser known (which would be far more preferred), please feel free to supply me with your suggestions!


My news feed on Facebook is filled–well, memes of course, but also with people breathing out 2016 and embracing their goals of 2017. There are people who are celebrating that they didn’t smoke during the last year, and they will continue on, people who are quitting smoking this year, people who are declaring their exercise regiments, their upcoming sobriety and so on. All of which are met with well wishes and support because good for them for trying to better themselves!

My personal goal for 2017 is to write a page a day (at least), but also to participate in Veganuary. Veganuary is where you go vegan for the month of January. This is not the first time I’ve attempted to go vegan, and I’m sure it won’t be the last. Though this time, I am purely doing it for the month of January, and I will go onto why. However, I’m intrigued, as I always am, by the amount of aggression I am met with when I decide to change something about my diet that isn’t simply taking out fatty or sugary foods.

I’ve been (mostly) pescatarian for the last nine years, which is vegetarian though with the addition of seafood. There have been some more recent slip ups, however, it’s something I’ve been been happy with. When I decided to do this, I had a fair amount of people who didn’t understand why I would do this, and would try and get me to eat meat. My parents didn’t really understand it either, my grandparents thought that meant that I still eat chicken (and they’re not the only ones, though I’m not really certain as to where the logic of that comes from), I had a few people try to literally wave steak under my nose to tempt me into eating it, and my ex’s family even once invited me over for dinner, knowing my dietary choices, and put meat in everything before telling me the salad was safe, though then putting chunks of ham in it.

I once wanted to test out whether or not I had a dairy or gluten sensitivity, which involved cutting both of those things out for a couple of months and then slowly introducing them back into my diet. Again, people lamented, would try and tempt me with cheese and the like.

Since telling some people that my goal is to go vegan for the month of January, I’ve had quote the backlash–people trying to tempt me with things I’ve said I wanted to try, people telling me about local cheese farmers, and even one person saying, “What’s the point? You’re not going to get anything out of it.”

Don’t worry, having been pescatarian for nine years, I’ve gained a thick skin when it comes to people commenting on my dietary choices.

However, I’m ever curious as to why it is that people feel the need to do it. They support people who want to make healthier dietary choices, just so long as it still includes meat, eggs and dairy. Firstly, I’m not really certain as to why people feel that they have the right to comment on what I eat or experiment eating, at all. And secondly, they don’t bother to actually listen to me when I try to tell them exactly why I’m doing what I’m doing. They just hear that it’s not what they’re doing.

So allow me to illustrate why it is that I’m choosing to participate in Veganuary 2017:

  1. Environmentally friendly
    I’m huge on trying to help the environment, and in my current position, there’s little I can really do other than being conscious of what I buy and from where I buy it. However, I do know and understand that the meat and dairy industries are extremely wasteful, and raising livestock in the manner of factory farms is extremely harmful for the environment.
    I’ve had people in the past tell me that protesting eating meat/dairy doesn’t make a difference to protest by cutting out meat–after all, I’m just one person. However, due to many people taking on less meaty diets, the meat industry has been steadily decreasing by 10% since 2017. I can’t find the statistic now, unfortunately, though I will say that I recall reading that in 2014, the meat industry lost 14% of profits due to a movement called Meatless Mondays, where people just don’t consume meat one day a week.
    This is important because it takes an excruciating amount of water to raise one cow, one chicken, or one pig. Then farms have to deal with their waste, which contaminates underground water reserves that many people rely on. The Meatless Monday website reports that it takes an estimate 1,850 gallons of water just to produce one pound of beef.
    Many people forget that the dairy industry will use ample water as well, since it does have to keep those cows, goats and sheep raised. And let’s not forget the eggs!
    I am of course, talking about mass-producing farms/factory farms. There are many farms with ethical and sustainable practices, and I am grateful to say that I worked for one. However, especially with my upcoming lack of work, I can’t afford to support those farms. So in the mean time, I would like to start my year with a protest to the big industry.
  2. Get back on track to a healthier lifestyle 
    I’ve gone through a  rough year–every one has. Though when I go through a rough time, I find that I forget how to eat. Especially with moves and breakups. I find that all my abilities go into survival-through-the-stress mode, and I simply forget what it was that I used to cook, how I used to eat. I know that I used to be a healthy eater, but I can’t remember what kind of thought I would put into planning a meal.
    So forcing myself to think about what I’m eating is a really good way to get back into that. I used to have a great interest in nutrition, and still do. I just have to remember that spark. By eliminating something from my diet, I then have to be a conscious shopper, cook, and consumer. It means that I’m paying attention to ingredients again, and I’m not buying insta-foods either. I’m cooking in bulk, and I’m remembering what it’s like to have home-cooked food again. And I’m making sure that I am having eclectic meals that will ensure I’m getting the nutrients i’ll be lacking, which sparks creativity. I do love to be creative in the kitchen.
  3. Personal perseverance  
    It’s just good to have goals, and the more challenging they are, the better you feel when you’re done, especially when it’s something for a better lifestyle. Knowing you can do the touch stuff can help someone set harder goals and aim higher. Right now, after this last year, I feel like I need to accomplish some of those touch goals.

So when someone talks about going vegetarian, gluten free, dairy free, vegan, any of those things that is against the norm regarding food, be supportive and recognize that they’re trying to better themselves. Help them come up with recipes, find alternatives, and just be a friend as you would trying to help someone cut back on smoking or alcohol. Be supportive.  Don’t be a jerk.

Defining “Mansplaining” Via Long-Winded Example

I was in a conversation with a friend of mine about what mansplaining is. He was saying that as a man, if he tries to explain his side of anything, then it can easily be combated with the idea that he’s just “mansplaining”, and there for his argument is irrelevant.

I am here to say that is not so.

Of course there are those who will just battle any man who has something to say and just call it mansplaining. I can’t speak on behalf of those who don’t fully grasp the concept. However, what I can do is attempt to make it clear the difference between explaining and mansplaining.

A few weeks ago, someone that I know mostly through either his profession or my profession approached me at my cheese booth at the farmers market. He stopped by to say hi and chit-chatted. As he went to say his good-bye’s, he said, “It’s such a pleasure seeing you and your boobies.”

I looked at him and calmly said, “You don’t get to say that to me.”

“Oh,” he replied, taken aback, but smiling nonetheless. “I’m sorry. I  miss seeing your eyes,” he corrected himself.

I wasn’t really pleased with the answer, but I saw that he was making the effort to remedy his mistake and so I was happy to let it go and move on.

Except  he didn’t feel the issue was over.

He later that day came back to me on Facebook, wanting to talk about it. He began telling me at first about how such statements are healthy, and that I should embrace them in order to keep healthy relationships. I disagreed and said that I felt I was being judged and reduced to my shape. My shape should not be a reason to be visited. He tried to tell me that he had no interest in me. That is, of course, fine, but it still does not permit for such comments. I explained this, and he said that because he’s willing to see my point on this, that I need to find a willingness to see his point, which is that he was giving me a compliment. 

The discussion soon ended when I stopped responding. Or so I thought.

The next day he decided to let me know that he had “figured it out”, that the reason why I didn’t feel it was an appropriate comment to make was because I don’t trust him. If only I know that he’s not trying to “bed” me then he would be able to make those comments without me being offended. I told him that no, that’s not the reason, it’s because no one gets to make those comments at me. If he respects me, he would simply hear what I said at the market that I’m not comfortable with those comments, and would leave it alone.

He told me he understood, and the matter was settled. For a little while.

There is more to this story, but I want to interject with some explanation of what I’m understanding of what is going on here.

  • Acquaintance makes an inappropriate comment. I tell him where my comfort zone is (in the sense that I said he can’t talk to me like that), and he adjusted his comment.
  • He messaged me on Facebook to tell me why it was alright that he made that comment, and that I shouldn’t be upset, ignoring my initial statement that I was uncomfortable with that kind of talk.
  • He messaged me again telling me that he figured out why I wasn’t comfortable, and why I should be comfortable.

The first bullet point was a social mistake that was corrected. That is fine. That is explaining himself, or adjusting, and that is fine. had he gone on to say something along the lines of, “Oh, I’m sorry, I thought that would be funny, or I didn’t realize that’s where your boundaries are,” that would have been fine. That is nothing to dwell on.

The second and third bullet point are mansplaining.

The reason why they are mansplaining is because they are times when this individual was not listening to what I was saying. He wasn’t hearing that I was trying to tell him what is inappropriate language to use with me as an individual, and where my comfort zone is. Meanwhile, I was being told that my boundaries weren’t where I said they were, and why they shouldn’t be there. He was going on to readjust my comfort level because to do so would remove him from fault.

What should have been done is simply realize the social faux pas, accepted the mistake, and move on. But instead, the fault was attempted to be put onto me and my perception of his words.

The story continues.

This weekend was my last weekend at the farmers market. nearly at the end of it, he appeared, wanting to explain himself yet again. He explained that he had learned he had a certain disorder, which makes him say certain things (I won’t list it out of respect for this other individual). Fair enough, I will give him that. However, I’m certain that it’s not that disorder which caused him to come back to me multiple times to try and change my mind on my discomfort.

I tried, as calmly as I could (because I was at work, trapped behind my booth, and representing the company that employed me), to explain to him why I was initially upset, why didn’t want to talk about it at all anymore, and what I viewed him as trying to convey to me every time he tried to talk to me about it.

He literally talked right over me, did not hear anything I said because he was too worried about being heard. And I conceded, I stopped talking because I didn’t want to start yelling at him top be heard myself, and cause more of a scene than he was already causing. He explained to me that I wasn’t hearing what he had initially been trying to tell me when he made the comment, that I just wasn’t understanding what his “joke” had been trying to portray to me.

(It should be noted here, that I put the word “joke” in quotation marks because when he initially began explaining to me on Facebook his position, he was saying I should take the compliment, and was adamant of his words. However, at the time of this recent discussion, it had transformed into a joke.)

I was also told that I was only meeting him with aggression (though the girl I was training said that I was extremely patient with this guy), and that I wasn’t hearing him as a result. So I gave him his platform. I asked him what it was that I had missed that he was trying to say between the lines of commenting on my chest.

I was then informed that what I was wearing the day of the comment on my chest wasn’t very flattering that day, and his comment was a means of portraying that to me. 

I reminded him that it wasn’t for him to comment on, that I wasn’t dressing for him, or anyone else. He went on to tell me that it is important that I should know how I appear to the rest of the world.

I left it at that. I gave up on my words because I had no more for him. They were only going to be wasted.

If I am grungy, I can understand why that might be important in my role as a prepared food representative and salesperson. Smelly, professional, any of those things–yes, I do need to consider how I look. But I do not need to consider whether or not my clothing is flattering, especially in a work environment when my only concern is to appear professional and to the style standards of my place of employment. And what I was wearing that day was downright cute and I have had multiple compliments on it. Though, that really is neither here nor there.

By suggesting that the non-form-fitting, flowing dress that I was wearing was unflattering, it was stating that what would have been flattering is something form-fitting. True, there are other possible meanings other than that one (though none come to mind), but at the end of the day, the assumption is that what I wear is meant to be for other people’s pleasure, which is completely inaccurate.

In summary, what I was met with when I expressed my discomfort at a comment that was made to me weeks ago was someone attempting to tell me that I’m taking it too seriously, being told to where I should adjust my comfort level, being told I misunderstood, being told what to wear, as well as a insult to what I was wearing and how I choose to display myself to the world.

Yes, perhaps in some regards one might consider this as airing my dirty laundry to the internet. But what I really truly want to do is display the difference between mansplaining and explaining. I also want to point out what it is that women deal with on a regular basis, and let it be known that sexism is still around, that women are still fighting to be viewed as human beings and not as something that should fit into a box of pleasure for the external world.

Why It’s Important to Question Clinton and Trump’s Response to the Brexit

A friend of mine were out last night and might have found ourselves in a political discussion with two men at the bar. One was arguing pro Trump, the other was arguing pro Clinton. The pro Clinton person was telling the Pro Trump guy to give any example of her lying. So, my friend, being informed as he is, listed examples. The pro Trump guy began telling us that’s why we needed a businessman in the White House rather than a politician.

I asked was his (Trump’s) response to the Brexit was going to be, how he intended on handling that.

“That was the best thing that Britain could have done for their country,” said Trump guy.

“I disagree.”

“They needed their country back and so they took it back.”

Oh this poor guy had no idea what he was in for.

“Actually,” I began. “At a glimpse, that is absolutely as it seems. However, the problem was much more than that. What’s more, their reaction has a huge implication for the rest of the world that we all need to be aware of so that we can learn from it.”

I went on to say my spiel, which is what I bestow onto now, dear reader.

Brexit Background

In 2009, the UK fell into a recession, which brought the US as well as various other countries into a recession. While most of the other countries figured out ways to recover, the UK didn’t, in full. While it’s better than it was, the unemployment rate is still below what is comfortable. What’s more, as a result of trying to compensate for unemployment programs, as well as greedy insurance companies, their universal healthcare system, the NHS, is being threatened.

Now, the whole time I was living there, from 2005-2009, people were complaining about Polish people coming over to work, much like many Americans complain about Mexicans coming and “taking jobs”. It’s the same deal: it’s a scapegoat which diverts from the real issue. Though, I suppose before I get into that, I should give some background as to what it means to be a part of the EU (for the UK).

The European Union was created just after the Cold War in an effort to bring up Europe’s countries’ economies. The UK annually spends about £5 billion after their various discounts (though the amount initially starts at £13 billion). What this means for the UK and those in the EU is the ability to freely trade with other countries in the EU. This is called the Common Wealth. Canada, Australia, and New Zealand are also a part of the Common Wealth since they’re also under the British queen’s rule as well. Countries that are a part of this also allow their citizens to be able to live and work anywhere else in the Common Wealth. So, in my case, because I’m a dual citizen and hold a British passport, I can live and work in Canada, France, Germany, Australia, etc.

There were just as many people from the UK taking advantage of what the UK’s membership to the EU entailed as were EU citizens. There were just as many people leaving the UK to live and work and do business in other European countries as were people coming into the UK.

When the Brexit was first suggested, many people wanted it because of what the Trump supporter was saying, to take their country back. However, as I mentioned before, there was another aspect about it: the loss of healthcare. And those who voted to leave who were educated and not voting out of racism and hate, were voting out of fear of losing universal health care—which is a legitimate concern. A much smaller percentage, those who were doing business between various countries, were concerned about the regulations on trade that the EU had, stating that they were ridiculous and just didn’t want to deal with them (I won’t lie, I know little on that end).

There were two leaders that were rallying the leave of the EU: Nigel Farage and Jeremy Corbyn. Corbyn was the loudest about the NHS, even going so far as to place large advertisements on the sides of double-decker buses stating that leaving the EU would save the NHS. As soon as the votes were in, he back-peddled, saying that the amount of money saved by staying out of the EU was not enough to save the NHS, and that it was likely to be privatized anyway.

Many people in the UK saw this as an opportunity to be as racist and spiteful to anyone they thought wasn’t of the United Kingdom, and bullying from strangers has risen.

The Brexit Effect

During the counting of the votes, I watched the worth of the pound drop $0.20 to the pound. This is a huge drop in currency for just one night. Since then, it’s crawled back up another five cents or so, but for the most part, it’s still far lower than it should be.

What does this have to do with the U.S.? What does this have to do with Trump or Clinton, or any other potential president elect?

The UK is heading into a recession as a result. With the drop of their pound, and the severing of trades, basic living costs will go up, such as imported foods that are common staples. Countries who have ties with the UK will also go into a recession due to lack of trade. But more than that, we, in the US, will go into a recession.

I’ve seen various numbers thrown around of how much debt the US is in. The last time I personally looked and didn’t rely on a politician’s quote was $17 billion, though Trump states that we’re coming up to being $21 billion in debt (not sure I should trust that number, but still, both numbers are staggering). We are in debt to many powerful countries as well.

To get back on our feet, we might borrow more money. Or, because we’re hitting a recession and have trading ties with so many other countries, those countries might go into a recession as well. And when countries that are lending out money go into a recession, they want their money back. So, when China demands back all the money that we’ve borrowed from them while we’re in a recession, it could sink us into a Depression.

That’s the bottom line of it. We are potentially facing a Depression as a result of the Brexit.

Potential POTUS

So we need to ask these people who are using every trick they can find to getting to be our leader, what it is they intend to do in response to the Brexit. In the outside, without ever hearing Trump speak, without ever knowing a damn thing about him other than he’s rich, he might be considered a good person for this task–after all, he’s got a very successful business and knows how to handle money.

Except for the part where he doesn’t, because he’s had to file for bankruptcy four times. That does not make for a good leader when our economy is facing a potentially huge drop.

So what about Clinton? She will certainly fight it, and I do mean fight. She’s war hungry, and if presidents of the past have taught us anything, there’s money to be found in war.  After all, during the First and Second World Wars, the US did alright for themselves: it created jobs because we needed to manufacture our guns and uniforms and boots and vehicles. It did in fact generate US jobs, therefore, there’s money in war.

Except that there isn’t. That’s what got us into all this insane debt to other countries in the first place. Granted, Bill Clinton worked hard to get us for the most part out of debt, but after that, it was found by the Bush administration that in some logic that I don’t claim to understand, there is money in fighting for oil–or rather, there’s money in oil, and thus we need to fight for it. But somehow it was twisted in a way (and please please please feel free to correct me on this one) that there was money in the war itself, in sending and paying people to die, in buying weapons, in the fuel used for the machinery and so on. We aren’t necessarily creating the things we were create before here in the US. Some of it is manufactured here, but much of it isn’t, and is imported from everywhere including South Korea, Israel, Germany, Switzerland, South Africa, and so on. It’s also raising the question of national security, but I’ll let you follow the link to delve into that one further.

However, it remains clear that the Brexit is not just some cute thing the UK did to get their country back; it’s something which affects the entire world, and that includes us. So we have to ask Clinton and Trump and anyone else running for the job position of POTUS: How do you respond to the Brexit?


After my spiel to this Trump supporter, who very patiently listened to me, he looked at me. He said, “When you and I go home and are getting ready for bed,” (I nearly threw my drink at him because I thought he was being crass, but then realized he wasn’t and I was just on guard), “and we look in the mirror, how do we know that we’re right?”

“Well, I consider my experience and research that I’ve done.”

“But I’m 62 years old, and I have a lot more experience than you. How do you know you’re right?”

“I don’t. I very well could be wrong. I can only go based off my experience.”

“That’s what I thought.”

And that was the end of that conversation. What he took away from that lecture I presented to him, I have no idea. He might have just thought I was some up-myself girl who wanted to prove she could talk with the big boys, and thought it to be cute. He might have just shrugged it off as too big of a picture to take in. Or maybe he’ll consider it, research what I have to say to determine that I’m wrong. I hope I am, but I don’t think that I am. Either way, these are the bigger questions we need to be considering and talking about.

Before I left, I shook his hand, and thanked him for the discussion, to show him I wasn’t attacking him, just trying to share ideas.

The Voting Fear

I’m tired. I’m getting attacked, tagged in posts on Facebook, and ridiculed, saying that we shouldn’t be fighting for what’s right because we are afraid of the political results. The United States was founded on the right to vote, we were meant to be able to see corruption and stand against it. We saw an unfairness–those who were women, non-land owners, black men, black women, Chinese, Native Americans–and we fought to make the change so that everyone could vote (though even now that’s wavering). We left a monarchy so that each and everyone of our voices could be heard, so that the people would decide what was right.

But right now, we’re being played. Both sides of the democratic and republican parties are playing the public, and a massive amount see it, but they are too afraid to do anything about it, despite our constitutional rights. For all of those who love guns, this is why we have the right to bear arms–so that we don’t put up with being bullied and put into these predicaments (let it be known, I’m not condoning going and shooting anywhere or anyone. I’m making a reference to what the forefathers meant by ensuring that we were able to keep our guns).
I don’t want Clinton, I don’t want Trump. The reality, is we’ll probably have one of them. But I also think that if we can remember that THERE’S MORE THAN JUST TWO PARTIES, then we can break this cycle of voting for the lesser evil. But it means standing up to fear, and telling it that it won’t control you.
Fear is a fight or flight mechanism: You can either run away from it, which does nothing except perpetuate the fear, or you can fight it. If you fight it, then you learn that you’re stronger than it, that you can make a difference. The only thing that comes from running from the fear is momentary safety, until the source of that efar threatens you again. Do you really want to be running for the rest of your life?
I’m not saying vote Jill Stein, or remain Bernie, or whatever. I’m saying DO NOT VOTE OUT OF FEAR. Stay informed. Do your research. Be strong. Be brave. Make a difference.

Red Cross Poster

As many people might have seen, the Red Cross is under scrutiny for their “racist” poster. I didn’t know anything about it until one of my friends posted an article about it on Facebook, saying that people were just being overly sensetive at this point, and choosing to get offended.


So here’s what this picture depicts: individuals following the rules and breaking the rules of the pool (such as no pushing, no diving, no running, no….don’t whatever that kid in the middle of the pool is doing that’s labeled as not cool). However, it’s clear that the majority of the “not cool” actions are being performed by non-white kids.

Sure it could just be a coincidence, and one might argue that it’s great that they included different ethnic backgrounds on this poster. However, when those that are not white are not seen as doing anything “cool” or correct in accordance to the rules, there is a subliminal message that goes along with this, and that is why people are offended, and openly calling it racist.

There are a huge amount of people who are jumping on the Politically Correct bandwagon because it makes them feel as though they have power in the world. However, there is an even bigger group of people who legitimately have the right to voice their complaints, and this is one of those cases. This is a prime example of White Privilege here. My friend who said people were being overly sensitive is white, and thus doesn’t have to worry about the subconscious programming that happens–either purposefully or accidentally–since, as seen in this poster, the vast majority of the time it’s saying people who are white are “cool” and “follow the rules”.  However, when we’re in a world where people of color are getting shot for far less than people that are white by the police, then yes, posters like this absolutely matter.

Yes, equality of people of different religions, different colors, different/fluid genders, etc, is the name of the game–ensure they have equal right and equal pay and equal opportunity. But there is a deeper level here. Calls for attention to White Privilege and Third Wave Feminism and true religious freedom all have to do with our attitudes toward one another, and undoing the programming that has been instilled over the past decades and centuries. It’s about getting rid of the mentality that “Sure, every one should be able to be with who they want to be, but I just don’t want to see two men kissing”, “Yeah, I suppose women need to work too and get equal pay, I just don’t want to hear about them griping about their periods”, “Of course black lives matter, but so does every other life.”

There are a lot of people who don’t understand the Politically Correct movement’s philosophy, which isn’t just to avoid words which might trigger people (though that is a part of it), but rather to undo social subliminal programming with the words we use in every day speech, which alter the views we might have of those next to us that might just be different in some way.

So yes, this poster is racist. It’s extremely likely that the Red Cross had no idea what they were doing when they created and published it, because maybe they were acting on subliminal cues. But either way, it’s not something that people are being overly sensitive about. This is a matter of quality of life for millions of individuals within our own supposedly civilized societies. In a time now where fear is ruling our political decisions, we need to make sure that we are uniting to fight against those who are dividing us, be aware of what advertising and media are telling us, and work together to create our own harmony.