One thing I hate is being called a white man. I am a white man but that is not what makes me who I am. When I squeezed out toothpaste onto a tooth brush I see that it is white and compared to the tooth paste I am more of a biege colour, more like cashews. I see myself as a boat heading for placid waters, I am a world that is heading for destruction. My mind is a beautiful place with valleys and an endless sunset that will perish in some decades time, perhaps in 50 years from old age or perhaps less than that because of a medical hazard. I am a thinking world, I have many questions and wonder about the mysteries of our world. But some people will see me and just say "White Man" as if that defines me. No one wants to be branded by a label that comes with their bodies. My body is just a vehicle. It is like saying Hyundai Man because I drive a Hyundai; the Hyundai is just a vehicle I use to get around in the world, it is just a car, it is not me.
Is superficial identity branding a part of the problem or is there a cultural clash that has reached loggerheads, I don't know.
