As a Rastafari Empress I experience a lot of Racism and Culturalism. I don’t see why people have to hate on me because I have dreadlocks and I am black. every time I experience hatred and culturalism I am going to put it on my blog.
I was in an internet cafe on Yonge street near Wellsley. I sat in a seat to use the computer. I was waiting for my friend to come back from the bank machine so we could pay for the computers. I put her purse in the seat beside me, and I sat in the window seat. In about 5 minutes the tendee was telling me I had to get up cause someone paid for the seat.
I was like what??? I said “I am sitting right here!” She was like sorry somebody paid for that seat. I said I am right here I told you I was waiting for my friend. She was like well he paid for that seat. I said to her, he paid for the time not for the seat. I am sitting right here. Suddenly I had 3 people surrounding me telling me I had to get up because the guy had been there before me. I said well he was not here when I sat down. I am here.
To me this was Racism. do you know that all but 2 seats in the room were available out of 8. The tendee should have told the guy, that “sorry, I think there is someone in that seat right now.” But she didn’t say that.
Today I was in the library. I was reading the story of Harriet Tubman and how she was inspired to help slaves get free. I realized wearing my locks out is a very important symbol. I’m not going to run, I am not going to be afraid. I am going to stand up and fight.
The last thing I said in the room of internet cafe computers…was “If I had been a white woman, or a white man, she would not have done that.” Nobody said anything back to me.
I have a very rich culture and history that I am very proud of. Black people still have to stand strong and firm for their rights. Especially if they are a Natty like me. ‘
Read my blog post here entitled “Are Rastafarians just dirty?”