Do you like my new picture?  I pulled it out of a photo in which I was surrounded by my family, so I enlarged it, and enlarged it some more until it got large enough to use,  thus the blurriness.  But blurriness is preferable to detail so I think I’ll use it a while.  Besides it is not as old as the other one.  I’ll clarify that.  I am older in this picture but the picture is not as old.  Just last year.

A couple weeks ago I started writing a series of blogs called “Racial Issues and Me.”  A wave of changes knocked me off the subject.    The change in the Word Press editor has been troublesome.  I’m still not fully confident of just what to do.  I have had a change in computers and workspace.  And for some reason I’m not even recognized by Word Press!  I had to register through Google whatever that means.  Anyway I got here – and I’m on my old editor.  At least, sort of.  It’s the one that came up first click of the button.  Go figger!

The Republican Convention is giving me courage to stick my finger in the air to see if there is life in America.  I think there might be, so I’m going to fight a battle or two.  I think I will even call a Happiness Engineer and see if they can remember me.  Maybe I shouldn’t have paid them a month early.  If I were late they might look for me.

I’ve not completed my purpose for the “Racial Issues and Me” series.  So I’m going to get back to that subject.

In these posts I have referred to Blacks as Blacks but I wasn’t sure whether that was the preferred term here in 2020.  I noticed one of my black blogging friends referred to himself as Black/African American.  That did nothing to straighten me out.

So I went on line.  Found someone who understood my position exactly HERE

That writer states: “Many white people find it difficult to find the
words for discussing racial issues. Sometimes
they are afraid of using particular words for
fear of offending someone and saying
something that is apparently, but not
intentionally, rude.”  Further down in the article, he says that “Black” began to be the chosen term as used in the slogan “Black is Beautiful.”    So now, Black folks, I will call you Black – if I have to recognize skin color in any setting.  I guess I have to when that is my subject.  In real life let’s just all be Mixed Race.  Some mixed a bit more than others.  Some of us are mixed just about the amount to be like Jesus when he had skin on.  😀

Meanwhile as applied to Economics, it helps to keep white folks wanting to look like black folks, and black folks wanting to look like white folks.  Pours piles of money in the bleach, color, curl, straighten hair products, tanning and botox industries.

And hair lengtheners!  They sure untame a plain jane!

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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  1. I like your new picture, Oneta. You have a great smile. 😀

    • oneta hayes says:

      Easy to smile with those little ones around me. I can’t do a fake selfie that doesn’t look like to much like me trying to fake a smile for a selfie. My Daughter in Law did the one I’ve been using with the roses. I like it but it is getting close to three years old, I think.

  2. You’re looking good, Oneta! I always look forward to reading what you have to say. 🙂

  3. Regarding racial issues: I grew up in a white family, and I believed that I was 100% white. (Except for my freckles, that is. But I assumed those were were due to my Irish heritage.)

    When I was 24 years old, my dad told me the ‘family secret.’ He said that his dad was half black, but could ‘pass for white’, and that his dad’s mother was black. So then I believed that I was 1/8 black — which used to be called an ‘octoroon’. (Not sure if I am spelling that right.) I thought being 1/8 black was very cool, and it explained why I sing and dance the way I do.

    About seven or eight years ago, I had my DNA tested by Ancestry, just for fun. They told me that I am only about 1% black. African Nigerian, to be specific. How is that possible, I wondered. I’m supposed to be 1/8 black, which is equal to 12.5%, not 1%. Maybe they made a mistake? To verify, I had my DNA tested again, through 23andMe. They said I am about 1.5% African Nigerian, which is still nowhere close to 12.5%.

    So now you can call me: racially confused!

    • oneta hayes says:

      LOL. I call you normal. And congrats on the sing and dance. Wish I could do that. Too much Irish and Scot. I didn’t get any of the River Dancer skills. Thanks much for sharing your story.

  4. atimetoshare.me says:

    I’m a mutt through and through. Though I haven’t actually had DNA testing, I could be wrong, but I am English, Irish, French, Swedish, German and possibly native American. I’ve never looked at the difference in skin color, but lately I’m being accused of being a white supremacist. Sounds like some fancy desert.

  5. looking good and glad you found the “old” editor—I’m sticking with it cause it works for my simplistic brain 🙂

  6. Faye says:

    Love your picture – Love your constant spin on life and your God heart. I’m struggling with WordPress and still am trying to do some new stuff, I want to add a site but not disturb the blog. I have a new 2020 goal. It is a writing challenge and I want it to have its own place. Trying to keep it from being a business or ‘out there’ for publicity is not what its about ..I hope for a WordPress extension but not at a cost. I have other websites’ Keep writing , You are an inspiration to all,

  7. Frank Hubeny says:

    The new photo looks good and I agree with you about the Republican Convention.

  8. Dawn Marie says:

    You’re always looking beautiful! It is nice to see you, blurry & all!!💕

  9. sandeept252 says:

    Casteism and Untouchability is an issue similar to racism but more complicated here in Nepal and also in India. “Lower” caste people have been called untouchables and ostracized by “higher” caste ones for centuries. These “lower” caste people are also called “Dalit” which means oppressed. I find the term difficult to use as it does not include everyone that has been oppressed but only a group of people carrying certain surnames. Bigger problem is that they don’t want to be called “Dalits” but approve themselves as such in government files so that they get social justice.

    • oneta hayes says:

      Hey, it is good to see you again – in English! Thanks for taking the time to describe some about the “system” in your countries. I’m so ignorant of situations in your country. This is a matter of concern to me that I do not have more curiosity and compassion for those beyond my walls. Seems my time is so short. Forgive me. I’d like to be more like Jesus who plays no favorites and has time for all. Thank you much, Sandeept for the contact; I consider you a friend, not a stranger.

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