Monday, February 18, 2008

Two glasses, same volume

I listened with dismay as my boyfriend complained about his employer's recent ethnocentric favouritism. I felt bad for him and was deeply saddened by what he was going through, by what we were going through. My sympathy soon turned into growing irritation as the man I was planning to spend the rest of my life with, launched into his own oration of the reasons the other ethnicity was lesser than his own. I would like to tell myself that this is just an effect of the recent events in our country, but I know better.

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