Why Don’t I Just Shoot Myself in the Foot?

Okay, I owe the judges of the Lulu Blooker Prize an apology. In my last post, I called them all 45 plus and one of them is five years younger than I am. Not only that, I also inferred that they were less than hip and happening folk.

In my dumb defense, I was so excited about the competition that I didn’t have time to read their bios, I just looked at their pics and made a judgment across the board. Ironic isn’t it? I just committed an act against another that I’ve been fighting against all my life–that people look at me and just see an African American female and because of that, make sweeping judgments.

1) Lazy
2) Sub par intelligence
3) Ghetto fabulous

And I could go on, but I’m sure you get the idea.

There I was scrolling along, when I thought I’d check the Blooker Blog to see if there were any updates. I clicked on over there and there was one! A reminder of the contest deadline and an update of the blogs submitted.

Oh joy! AIJAN was proudly listed in the sidebar with my name and everything. So I clicked on it and began re-reading the post. Oh No!

Reading it as though I were one of the judges, it could have been considered offensive. So I made changes to the original text, but now I’m thinking… after all the hard work I put into the blook as well as that of my editor, layout artist and graphic artist to sideline myself with a comment that could be deemed offensive by someone who is not as familiar with my thought processes as you are.

Darn… why don’t I just shoot myself in the foot?

Anyway, it is my hope that the judge who posted the link, was so busy he didn’t have a time to read my post.

I’m sorry guys!

Signed:
Humbled Author,
Dee

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