When a white woman with black ancestors will insist on being white, we will tell her otherwise. We will not allow her to call herself Caucasian. One drop of negro blood makes you African American, don’t you dare and lie to us. You are not white, you are black. Don’t you ever forget! The color of your skin doesn’t matter. We know better!
Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(America never was America to me.)
Every time I listen to Mr. Trump I shiver inside and the gruesome vision, of him being even close to the White House makes me sick to my stomach. The United States of America is such a beautiful country, and Mr. Trump such an ugly man, who seeks to rule it. The perfect material for fairy tales and poems, if it wouldn’t be so sad.
Colin Kaepernick, a quarterback of the San Francisco 49’ers, decided -all of a sudden- that he would not get up during the national anthem, but instead he would sit there in silent protest.
Let me take a wild guess, you just read the headline and you have no idea who Winnetou is. My childhood hero, the Mescalero-Apache chief I fell in love with when I was young, is hardly known here in the US.
