Since when did I not become an individual?
Since when did I have to answer to other individuals?
Since when did I put other persons beliefs before my own?
These are some of the questions I have been pondering about the last few days. I am an individual before anything else.
I know many people only read my columns because they seem to contain mess, but these are problems that need to be tackled now. People sometime can be so immature. They worry about the wrong things in life. I have always been a big fan of the art of dance. I never thought to major in it because I didn’t think it was a promising career. So as a sophomore, I decided to get involved with the Orchesis Dance Company of GSU’s campus. I never thought who I was before would not be good enough after April fools day.
Over the past few days several individuals that are disgusted by seeing me dance have confronted me. I don’t know what to tell you, but I’ll getcha the DVD when it comes out. No one is going to tell me what I can and cannot do. Many people think it degrading to mankind and some automatically classify you as a homosexual.
The fact of the matter is we have so many problems as being Black people to where we don’t need to worry about who’s gay and who’s not. Rather than if dance is degrading to men.
We need to worry about our own Black men being incarcerated behind things they didn’t have to do. We need to be worrying about how are we going to bring unity among ourselves. We need to be worrying about how many males disrespect female’s everyday. We need to worry about having unprotected sex and allowing these children to be born wedlock. I never once past judgment against any individual that are guilty of those few claims, reason being, because we all make mistakes.
We all learn from mistakes, so why are you judging me? On second thought, don’t even answer that question, because I don’t care. As you can see I have listed a few things Black men need to worry about, rather than someone dancing. Get a life people.
The disheartening thing about the situation is that these people who have confronted me were people I share a bond with. I have realized one thing from this situation: You can never please anyone. If my mother has nothing to say about me dancing no one else should. I am a grown man that pays my own bills and if I want to do my hobby I should be able to do so.
I have not tried to single anyone out but some things I just had to clarify. If you feel offended charge it to my writing pen not my soul. I also want you to know that a prayer has been said for everyone who discriminates against people. I am going to say this one more time.
If you have a problem, come see me.