In the course of my life I have encountered people who have said that I’m a white-black guy. I’ve heard I’m the whitest black guy that they know. Well, this blog is for every black person who has heard or had to deal with this dumb sentiment before.
I don’t sag my pants, I speak proper english, I don’t get into trouble…and that’s what makes me white?!?! I don’t fit into the “BET” stereotype…sorry. If you think about it, it’s one of the most offensive stands to take or to say to a black person. Since middle school I heard this dumb statement and it hurts believe it or not. I smile and try to play it off like it doesn’t hurt but it does. The alternative would be for me to “act ghetto” and beat the shit out of people however I wasn’t raised like that thank God. My parents instilled common sense in me growing up. They taught me there is a time and place for everything. They taught me respect, they taught me integrity and manners. They also taught me I would have to work twice as hard as a white male to get the same respect. It’s sad but true…and I thank them for that.
Just because I don’t fit into your stereotype of a culture doesn’t make “not black”. There is a difference between skin color and culture. In regards to culture. My second favorite style of music is rap/hip hop. I am Hip Hop. I’m not LiL Wayne Hip Hop but I’m Earth, Wind and Fire Hip Hop retaining my “blacknest”along the way. It’s funny how it’s usually white people who tell me I’m not black (as if they wrote the book on what black is) but on a rare occasion I’ve heard it from blacks. Hearing it from blacks is downright stupid because it is as if they have no respect for themselves.
I know I’ve starting to rant a bit but I feel like I should let people know this much about me. Think about what you say before you say it. Trust me, there are tons of black people who will read this and agree with every word I wrote.
So for the ignorant who might read this (hopefully you won’t because you’ve already been de-friended HAHA), I do LOVE fried chicken, love kool-aid, dabble with the hot sauce and on a hot day might eat some watermelon…does that make me blacker? 
I am glad to see a black male address this modern cleche’. I was raised in a prodominantly white area, and happen to be a mix of Italian and East Indian. You can guess which i resemble the most! One can imagine that i did not encounter others “like me” throughout my youth. My parents were a product of the sixties, and you can imagine the difficulties they faced as not only an interatial couple, but one that didn’t fit any of the predetermined stereotypes of such a couple. My father would have beer bottles thrown at him as he walked down the street holding my mother’s hand. Needless to say, my folks were very aware of the preperation for such treatments that they must instill in myself and my sister growing up. I must say the school systems where i was raised do not address the Indian culture at all, and therfore do not expose the general American public to there culture and appearance. Having had noone “like me” and no education to grow from within my famiy’s culture (other than at home), i always tended to identify the most with the black community. I suffered similar racial issues throughout my childhood that a black individual would have. I have grown through many “knicknames” from what i would consider close friends that were truly, and still are, insulting. I hope that anyone that reads this blog will be able to understand that although it may seem like a harmless, at times “sensible” statement to make, that it truly only perpetuates the growth of such racial ignorance. Peace out homey!!! LOL!