By SheelaR
Poor little lass, a confused product of privilege. Raven is what is being termed “The New Black.” New Blacks want to exist under the assumption that their money and privilege makes them colorless in a world where you are almost certainly judged by color before anything else…especially, if you’re black. It is a sad and unfortunate truth and reality. Having said all that, I actually understand how she feels. I too hate being labeled. However, the reality is…we’re labeled from birth and it is an inescapable destiny. She has also said that she doesn’t want to be labeled as “gay,” despite the fact that she is currently in a lesbian relationship. She simply wants to be known as “a human that loves other humans.” Aren’t we all? Isn’t human a label? Now I’m confused.
I’ll give her that, I won’t label her. I reject labels also, but I know that we are all just and will always be just another label among many. However, if it makes her feel better, I will call her the non-entity formerly known as Raven Symoné.
Raven, you wear one of many labels. You are a daughter, sister, citizen, actress, and I could go on forever…but do you see where I’m going with this? In your own mind, you are free to choose to be whatever you like. However, it won’t change your ethnicity or your sexual orientation. Both of which, you should openly embrace. Not doing so, smacks of self-hatred. I get that there are unfair stereotypes and perceptions that accompany labels, you don’t have to embrace them. Live your life outside of whatever box you feel that society has put you in. At the end of every day for the rest of your life, you will be a label. Yes, labels can be divisive, but they will always exist…not just in terms of our perceived race or sexual orientation, but for almost every aspect of our lives. Labels are unequivocally a part of the human condition.
Thoughts of a Wordinary Girl 