Being on this blog has been eye-opening for me.
I’ve learned how fascinated people are by the minutest racial differences. People can go on and on here about how White somebody is. People can go on at length discussing details about people they supposedly dislike, usually Black people. This kind of thinking is alien to me. I readily acknowledge that there are racial differences among people. But I can’t imagine caring deeply about those differences.
What kind of person cares deeply and intensely about the finest racial and ethnic distinctions? If you’re an anthropologist or some sort of scientist, sure. Differences and distinctions might have repercussions, especially for medical treatments and the like. But if you’re just an ordinary person living a pretty ordinary life, why do you give a damn about all this stuff about who belongs to which haplogroup, what degree of Whiteness exists in some such group, whether of not this other group is really Black or not, and so forth?
Why are you so fixated on the beauty or ugliness of some group of people? If you find a group of people unattractive, that’s your business; so be it. So concentrate on those souls you find so gorgeous, and ignore those other people. Who needs to hear your justification of why you find Group X so unappealing?
Guess what: you don’t have to find them appealing. Whoever gave you the impression you did? They’re going to keep on existing and looking the way they look, with or without your approval. In the meantime, the Beautiful People are waiting for your gaze. Don’t deny them another moment of your attention.