I never deny blackness. Imagine the cringe and confusion in people when you tell them you're not black? But people don't ask if you're black, but for your ethnic background. And I grew up around AA popular culture with my white, black and MENA friends. My best friend is Brazilian, and he looks ambiguous af, but still claim to be black. So imagine me, a guy from Africa, well melanated, claiming to be something else? I'm not that lame.
Black is not a fixed term anymore. It's a vague concept, with many interpretations. I feel a sense of solidarity and closeness to dark-skinned people.
You take on different roles around different peoples. I'm strictly Somali sometimes, but when I meet brothers, then I'm feeling more black, whatever that means. Some people get offended by this, but they take life way too serious and don't know how to play the game. You have to take on different roles around different peoples to appeal to them in a good way, so you get what you are after.
Complexion doesn't mean shit to me, the only color I see is
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People don't need to have just one identity. I'm Muslim, Moneymaker, Somali, East-African, African, Black and somewhere in there, you'll find some Viking spirit from enduring these cold winters in Norway.
Identities are all a social construct, and we play along with this because people worst fears are to be different than their neighbors.
I've been in the zone for two decades, and literally, have successful friends and associates from almost every ethnic background. The only thing that matters is moving up the socioeconomic ladder. I can't stress this enough. All the other shit is noise and pure garbage.
I'll make sure my children won't develop this weird character trait like racism. I recognize this bias in myself and have a very pragmatic view on things, so I end up judging people and struggle to keep this in control. But I can do the world a favor by being a good influence on my family, regardless of my inner dialogue.