If Bruce and Brittney's truth can be embraced, why can't Rachel's?
When nothing is as it seems, it places stress on the mind and causes strife in society.
Recently, the top stories trending have involved people not appearing as they seem. Characters appearing as caricatures of themselves.
Bruce Jenner became Caitlyn. WNBA star, Brittney Griner, learned—in the words of Maury Povich—she is not the father of her wife’s unborn child.
And lastly, but not the last of the multitude of those yet to come out of Pandora’s box, came Rachel Dolezal.
Rachel Dolezal is the latest to come under public scrutiny as one who is not what she seems. Rachel, a white woman, it seems, has been living “a black lie.”
Bruce Jenner and Brittney Griner have been applauded for “having the courage” to live what they believe to be their authentic selves. However, of Rachel Dolezal, it has been said that there must be some underlying neuroses that’s curling her hair at the root and causing her to live the Black life.
If this ain’t the blonde-haired, blue contact-wearing, hyper-articulate sistah-girl and the bruvva in dreds and a dashiki calling a snow bunny “wife” calling the micro-braided, black eye-liner-wearing wigger of the tanning bed variety . . . a lie?!!
In a godless world, it is to be expected that that which is empty will fill itself up with something—even if it’s with lies. Men will paint their nails and faces and masquerade as women. Women will shave their heads and hang themselves up by ties. It is also to be expected that one who is of little pigment will one day show up with a face blacker than her parents for work at the NAACP. (Giggles.)
That’s the world we live in now.
So now that Rachel Dolezal believes she hails from the line of the Queen of Sheba and not the root of Solomon, you’re going to tell her that orange is not the new black? Is her truth a lie?
Come on America, land of the most high hypocrite. If Bruce can live as Caitlyn and Brittney can live mannish, why can’t Rachel have it both ways? Why can’t Rachel be blackish?
It’s the world that you, who are well-meaning but too liberal, have created. You, who are accepting of every gender-bending, boundary-breaking, falsie-wearing, morally-wrong creature that crawls up from under a rock-hard hard-knock life. This is the world you say is the best sort to live in. You, who have decided to flatter rather than shame that which goes against God’s wisdom, is this not your fault? Is it not society’s fault that the lost neither seeks God nor mental health experts nor heeds the good old-fashioned common sense advice of parents?
When a young man was martyred on a fence for his godless lifestyle, society’s only responsibility was to convict the guilty of the crime of murder and, by doing so, send a message that all life has value. Society’s responsibility was never to embrace his sin or promote it—which it has—and then some.
It’s either ironic or pure American hypocrisy that no one seems able to identify truth or appreciate its value until their idea of what is true—even when it’s a blatant lie—has been betrayed.
