So get this... I return from walking my dog, and notice a birthday invitation sitting on the kitchen table. "Oh, neat !" say I, "Someone's birthday party is coming up !" Though the card is obviously meant for one of my younger brothers, curiosity leads me to read further, to find out who'll be relieving me from babysitting duties for an afternoon.
Guess whose party Alex will be attending... Rakayyah's.
Black people, WHY must we, as a culture at large, name our children in such a way that will likely limit the kid's ability to gain respect from peers and/or authoritative figures ? And don't give me that "It's not JUST black people" crap, because you and I both know you can name like 10 black people on your Facebook whose names make you want to question their parents' sobriety, at the time of their birth. Like, just because something sounds cool in your head, does
Really, our kids deserve better than these fool-fool names. It's already hard enough to be black in this society; let's make it a little easier on the next generation, shall we ? ESPECIALLY if you KNOW the name doesn't mean a damn thing. Like, that's serious; what you name your kid is supposed to have to do with your expectations for that kid's LIFE. If you name your child Trey-shawn, in honour of your homie Trey, who's doing time for larceny, and your uncle Shawn, who's your favourite uncle because he's always drunk and thus makes family reunions HILARIOUS, THAT is the meaning that you're attaching to that name. It's like telling your unborn son "Yo, little dude... I honestly don't expect you to amount to a whole lot... Well, not enough for me to stop and think of a name that sounds like that of a successful person, anyways."
I'm not insulting YOU, if you have one of the aforementioned LOL-worthy names; it's not like you named yourself. So, don't feel a way. Just don't go naming your kid Dru'kwon Jr. I'd love for petty things like this not to matter, and for people to be judged on their personalities, and not just their names, races, or economic classes. But, we live in a crappy world, where crappy people get to do as they please for crappy reasons. So, stick it to the man; make it harder to discriminate, before they can even look them in the face.
Peace In, Peace Out.
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