During my teenage years (In those precarious eons when fire-breathing dragons roamed the school playing fields) I was chosen to play Antonio in the play The Merchant of Venice. I imagine that Italians were considered to be dark-skinned at that time and, thus, I wore skin-darkening makeup.
Somewhere, amongst my ‘treasures’ may be found a photograph … but no video.
Incidentally, it being a boys school, Portia was played (with a few giggles) by a classmate. He knew nothing about a ‘Me-too’ movement.
Today’s subject is racism.
Racism [noun] Prejudice, discrimination, or antagonism directed against someone of a different race based on the belief that one's own race is superior: A programme to combat racism. The belief that all members of each race possess characteristics, abilities, or qualities specific to that race, especially so as to distinguish it as inferior or superior to another race or races: Theories of racism.
Based on the outrage in the media, I considered it necessary to reveal my coloured past, just in case — well, you know, there could be an important position vacant tomorrow.
Honestly, this subject is absurd, almost everyone could be described in such a manner of identifying as racist according to the definition (above) should we wish to stretch the definition.
Yesterday, I visited a local popular beach. There, I witnessed hundreds of people laying [sic] in the sunshine attempting to change their skin colour into various shades of brown. Well, I’m just saying. Could you share the argument in your mind with us.
P.S. Interestingly, Antonio has been described as the consummate bachelor which, personally, is somewhat ironic … if not God’s will.