Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for March 19, 2014
Transcript:
Beni: These crayons are a mess. They're all broken up and the colors are rubbing off and mixing together. Beni: This one's the color of dingy, this one's the color of cruddy, this one's the color of blog. Alice: Good thing that, artistically, I'm in my dingy, cruddy blop period. Dill: Hey! This one's the color of me!
When I was a kid (40’s and 50’s) Dill’s crayon was called ‘flesh’ color by Crayola. No consideration for flesh of another color but whitish! And white people accepted that. Of course, there is one other thing that can be considered. Once at the VA, a black lady was talking to a black man, and she didn’t see me there and she told him, jokingly, that she would cut him clean down to the white meat! When she saw me she got so embarrassed! I told her that was not the first time that I had heard it! Once you start cutting, we all start looking alike and that’s before the bleeding starts. lol