I sometimes (read sometimes as 80% of the time) feel as though I have to come across nicer and softer than is needed. By the way, if you're against black man rants now would be an opportune time to find something else to do, and no I will not be blaming the man for anything, okay, back to what I was saying...
Unfortunately we live in a world whereas people who look similar to me get arrested for crimes, make videos and songs about crimes, play video games about crimes, all in all its a crime based mentality. See, but there in lies my dilemma, I personally am not really a crime guy. I like to live the "legal life" as I have come to call it. Which basically means, I do things like, go to work, go home, don't break laws, whistle while I walk etc. I do however love a good song about breaking laws, or a movie where breaking laws is the principal theme, so in that regard...hells yeah I'm into crime.
See, and since this form of communication is all font, you do not have the luxury of knowing that I, at times, have a rather deep voice, a voice that carries, and can be intimidating. On top of that I can get pretty passionate about things I'm really into, it would suffice to say I have been kicked out of lectures, events, speeches etc for getting "too loud" with my opinions. So over the years I have been training myself to curb my enthusiasm.
So I find myself, often trying to bust my butt to make sure I am coming across as a friendly non crime loving soft voiced ally. ESPECIALLY in the working world, anytime I make a comment or get animated about things, I have to quickly follow it with, "we are friends", or if I disagree with someone, Ill have to chase it with "now, I'm not attacking you or anything but...". Mostly cause I know that I run the risk of intimidating them all real quick. Its actually hilarious, to me, cause there is a certain point when I'm getting animated in which I can see the look on peoples face go from, "hes making a good point" to "oh no, he might maim me". In which I for about 2 seconds think, you punk, followed quickly by "but you know Im not arguing with you". My mother often tells me...boy you got to bring it down, people don't know how to respond to the scary black man...oh yes they do... tazers baby.
So more or less I would like to just say, no, I am not a ranting raving loon, on the tip of a crime spree middle american peers and cohorts. But alas I am merely a wise sage, filled with the gift of animation, and the ability to command a room with my mere presence, my deepest apologies God did not bless you with the same abilities and no, I will not cower down to make you feel more adequate, less threatened, comfortable, or at ease. As my crime loving counterparts might say "get on my level".
...but you know I'm not talking to you right, cause, well, we're friends.
1 comment:
I seem to recall a time where you got kicked out of a meeting or two :~) -- 'twas the good ole moment at JMU forever dubbed in my heart as SGA vs. "You People." Keep up the writing JA... good to find you in the blogosphere.
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