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Let me just explain this to you up front, as later on I am sure you are gonna annoy me with your stupid and danishyyy questions that will totally ignore my real personality.
Please ask me about what I eat for breakfast instead of asking me where my name and my hair comes from, whether Im gonna marry my cousin (as I actually already did!!) when I get older or if I eat pork or drink alcohol!!
As you have exhausted me to the extend that I do no longer have any answers for you any longer. Im empty.
NAME
HAIRCOLOR
MARRIAGE WITH COUSINE FROM MOTHERLAND
PORK
ALCOHOL
and religion
and if I have a brother or another male cousin that can beat the shit out of you if you are a guy interested in me.
This is all you need to know about me to stereotype me although I have answered all your questions wrongly. As you still believe me to have no power to resist this post-colonial system of yours!!
I speak of experience of course.
The worst experience being from the graduation party of my dear late friend Jakob Kaare, where I was sitting next to a half Sri Lankan half Danish girl who was educated and was working as a judge, her boyfriend (a school teacher) and a guy who was a a police officer.I was eating a Danish frikadelle (meatball made of pork), I was wearing “normal” Western clothing, I was attending this party at a very late hour, but they still managed to ask me all the prejudiced questions mentioned above as the half Sri Lankan girl apparently had a Sri Lankan dad that abandoned her and her mother when she was little, so even though her skin colour was very close to black she wanted to make herself feel better and more Danish than me, show her hatred towards any other immigrant taking out all her anger on her dad on me while bullying me with two other grown-ups. Who were supposed to be role models and people to trust in society?!!
This girl was what the theorist Frantz Fanon could include as a person with “black face/white mask”!!although there were so many other things to say about her condition as well.
Oh my big sin that night was that I didnt want to drink alcohol that particular night..
and with my frikadelle on my plate and me eating of it still didnt satisfy my little Sri Lankan friend’s blood thirst for immigrants.