I was Pocahontas when I was six. She was my favorite princess. I didn't feel right NOT painting my face darker than it is.. I was the whitest kid ever. I wasn't being racist... Another year I was Missy Elliott, I believe I was 10 or 11. It's not always people making fun of things and people need to lighten the hell up. Some people dress up in these ways to feel closer to people or characters that they love. If I can paint myself green or blue, why not a natural looking change in my skin colour? It is Halloween. A time to have fun and dress up as someone other than yourself. Some people take the chance to just be rude and ignorant. Let them, they will pay their dues eventually. For the others just having fun and meaning no harm? Leave them alone..
^ The above was my reply to a Facebook post that showed up on my page from College Humor, obviously just trying to be funny, as pictured below. I am, if you haven't caught on in the blue colouring, and some other individual is in the green. If you can't see the photo he said :" You don't get to decide whether you were being racist." The definition of racism is to find a race superior another. In my opinion, I do get to decide whether or not I am being racist.

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