I think most people want a job, and housework, being a nanny, etc., are not bad jobs at all. We have a couple in town (both white) who actually worked for Ben Affleck and Jennifer Garner. The husband was their cook, and his wife was their nanny.
This all started with a landscaping business, and a job with Ben and Jennifer. I don’t know how they ended up being the cook and nanny, but they have great stories, and the wife is still friends with Jennifer.
My husband and I hired a very nice white woman to clean our house. She cleaned houses for lots of people. She was wonderful, and we even had her stay at our house a couple of times to look after our dog when we went on vacation. She was happy to do it, and we definitely compensated her well.
I would happily have anyone of any ethnicity do those things, but I found my person because she was working at a store in town, and I overheard her talking to someone else about cleaning. I just asked if she might be available/interested.
I did a podcast where I tried to articulate that you'd have to be blind to not notice that my skin is black. Nevertheless, there is more to me as a person than the color of my skin, and that is how I should be judged. Talk to me or the other 13 million black Americans, and you find rich and diverse stories of strife and success. Your essays are like talking to you. Your writings have taught me a lot about who you are as a man. I enjoy you, not because of the color of your skin, but because of the contain of the character you display in your writings. In my podcast I expounded upon Dr. King's words concerning not being judged by the color of our skin but by the content of our character.
-We need to live in a world where no opinion or conclusion will be made about who we are because of our skin color. The final conclusion about who we are should be based on the information and experiences we have lived which have formed our individual nature as a person.
I can remember the hot, homecooked cafeteria meals in elementary school. These meals were prepared from scratch by low-income ladies, black and white. I remember the piles of fresh collards, the yeast rolls, the black-eyed peas, etc. Now the food in many/most schools is pure garbage. I have a theory that with the passage of civil rights legislation, these chefs that cooked my lunch were able to get better paying jobs and moved on, while the spoiled schools that had been paying chefs poverty wages refused to invest in the human resource. They would rather have heat and serve swill than pay these women according to their skill level, and now we have an obese nation. I also remember talking about her childhood, back in the bad old days, and how the separate facilities made no sense to her. The same people who come into a home and cook the food, clean and take care of babies are now unclean when it comes to bathrooms and water fountains? Even a little kid knew this did not compute. BTW, loved the movie. I thought the writer did a great job of showing the trials and tribulations, and the agency, of the ladies doing the domestic work, and also showed how hard it is to stand up to one's social circle. The fear of herd rejection is powerful.
There's a good essay idea here. Maybe, one of you will write up an opinion piece about the disappearance of Black Help and the rise of Hispanic Help....something like that. Smile.
I think most people want a job, and housework, being a nanny, etc., are not bad jobs at all. We have a couple in town (both white) who actually worked for Ben Affleck and Jennifer Garner. The husband was their cook, and his wife was their nanny.
This all started with a landscaping business, and a job with Ben and Jennifer. I don’t know how they ended up being the cook and nanny, but they have great stories, and the wife is still friends with Jennifer.
My husband and I hired a very nice white woman to clean our house. She cleaned houses for lots of people. She was wonderful, and we even had her stay at our house a couple of times to look after our dog when we went on vacation. She was happy to do it, and we definitely compensated her well.
I would happily have anyone of any ethnicity do those things, but I found my person because she was working at a store in town, and I overheard her talking to someone else about cleaning. I just asked if she might be available/interested.
It’s NOT insulting or beneath anyone.
I did a podcast where I tried to articulate that you'd have to be blind to not notice that my skin is black. Nevertheless, there is more to me as a person than the color of my skin, and that is how I should be judged. Talk to me or the other 13 million black Americans, and you find rich and diverse stories of strife and success. Your essays are like talking to you. Your writings have taught me a lot about who you are as a man. I enjoy you, not because of the color of your skin, but because of the contain of the character you display in your writings. In my podcast I expounded upon Dr. King's words concerning not being judged by the color of our skin but by the content of our character.
-We need to live in a world where no opinion or conclusion will be made about who we are because of our skin color. The final conclusion about who we are should be based on the information and experiences we have lived which have formed our individual nature as a person.
My husband and I were just discussing this topic earlier this week.
Thank you for giving me the word I was looking for...
I remarked that I wasn't color blind because skin pigment is noticeable, BUT...
I don't care about the pigment per se...
SO COLOR INDIFFERENT is perfect!!!
I now know how to express my feelings to others from now on!
Once again you have hit a home run!!!
I can remember the hot, homecooked cafeteria meals in elementary school. These meals were prepared from scratch by low-income ladies, black and white. I remember the piles of fresh collards, the yeast rolls, the black-eyed peas, etc. Now the food in many/most schools is pure garbage. I have a theory that with the passage of civil rights legislation, these chefs that cooked my lunch were able to get better paying jobs and moved on, while the spoiled schools that had been paying chefs poverty wages refused to invest in the human resource. They would rather have heat and serve swill than pay these women according to their skill level, and now we have an obese nation. I also remember talking about her childhood, back in the bad old days, and how the separate facilities made no sense to her. The same people who come into a home and cook the food, clean and take care of babies are now unclean when it comes to bathrooms and water fountains? Even a little kid knew this did not compute. BTW, loved the movie. I thought the writer did a great job of showing the trials and tribulations, and the agency, of the ladies doing the domestic work, and also showed how hard it is to stand up to one's social circle. The fear of herd rejection is powerful.
LOL. Join the party. My observations are dismissed all of the time/smile.
There's a good essay idea here. Maybe, one of you will write up an opinion piece about the disappearance of Black Help and the rise of Hispanic Help....something like that. Smile.