Bleaching makes you unattractive
A couple of weekends ago, I was driving to the supermarket when I noticed a woman walking along the roadway and in conversation with a man who was walking beside her. She was not a handsome woman by any means, so that wasn't why I 'noticed' her.
What caught my attention was how she was dressed. It was close to noon and the sun was firing on all cylinders. It was hot, but the woman was wearing a black sweatsuit, as we used to call them back in the day, and black socks. She wore slippers.
She wore gloves.
Now, I don't know about you, but that is not what one wears in the middle of a 100-degree day while walking along the street. It was so hot, it took a while before I could feel the effects of my car's air conditioning, and you could see the heat waves coming off the surface of the road.
It is my understanding that the woman may have been a 'bleacher'. In the days following, while driving through Grant's Pen, I noticed other women, and in one instance, a man, who were similarly dressed and came to the realisation that, yes, the woman I saw was bleaching.
This phenomenon, which has apparently affected black people everywhere, even in the motherland of Africa, is kind of befuddling to me. People bleach because they think that being of a lighter hue makes them more acceptable in society.
I don't think it does.
Why? Because the people you are trying to please know you are bleaching. Those people who discriminate based on skin colour can see the uneven tone of your skin when you bleach. In fact, in my humble opinion, bleaching makes you even more unattractive because here you are with lighter skin, but at the joints of your fingers, elbows, you are still dark. So instead of looking clearer, you kind of look like a zombie, and nobody likes zombies. They shoot them in the head, remember?
Self-hate is an interesting thing, but for people of my skin colour it seems to be a major problem. In the quest for acceptance, 'bleachers' are willing to risk their health just to be able to feel like they are liked, and they do stupid things - like wearing dark sweats on the street in the middle of a piping-hot day. Consider this: If being dark was such a bad thing, why do so many white people spend hours in the sun trying to look like you?
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