One day God awoke to look at one of the most marvelous creation… LIFE! God was pleased as he scanned over the masterpiece. And suddenly… God WASN’T AS HAPPY ANYMORE!!
God looked puzzled trying to figure out what was wrong. God wondered who had the AUDACITY to TAMPER with his works!
An angel asked, “My Lord, what is wrong?” Without a word, God pointed in silence at the canvas called life. There… there it was.
Suddenly, in a huge voice, God spoke! “I’ve made each tree of their kind. I’ve made each bird of it’s kind. I’ve made each mountain unique. I love the variation I’ve created. But look here. Here you see the giraffe being a giraffe, and that’s good. You also see the lion being the lion, and that’s good. But why on earth is my hippo’s walking around with tumbleweeds and shrubbery on their heads claiming to be lions? The devil must have convinced them that the beautiful creatures I have created them to be isn’t good enough! They have painted on top of MY MONALISA! These hippos will pray to me and I will laugh at them. They will be lonely and the least likely to procreate UNTIL they leave my work alone!”
Funny how we claim to love God but dislike what he created us to be.
Say no to perms!
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That was a really good try, but there’s no way that you’re about to tell the “new age” black women not to live up to the glamorous images that she’s been ingesting since childhood. The negro, in my opinion, is so misplaced and we really have no identity, so where do we get our identity from? I’ll tell you: the rich and famous via the media. There has always been a hierarchy in society and at the top of that list HAS been and will ALWAYS be money, i.e, the root of all evil. So, the “peasants”, i.e, the lower class or people with little money, will look up to these “idols” and portray as best as possible, these shallow configurations that these so-called role models are feeding them all the while borrowing the style of the creature that we most secretly envy: The White Man. In our society, still, there is a barrier that hinders us from complete integration and their standard of beauty is dictated by nature (of course there is some deviation) while ours is dictated by coveting what nature never intended for us to achieve: napless hair. Some Afrrican American women go so far as to use blonde weave and that’s not just a fashion statement, it’s flat out mimicry and you know what they say: Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.
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