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Hiking

I have relatives who live in Canada. My family makes regular trips there all the time to visit them and go hiking. Once when I was young, as we were going down a trail, my little brother and I got separated from everyone else. We weren't too far away, as I could hear voices, so I wasn't too worried. We took our time heading back, and while doing so, we came across an older white couple who seemed startled at our appearance in a way that I remember feeling strange about. On paper, this seems like it might be the start of a mid-'80s slasher film, but tragically, it was something worse: weird racism.

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Seeing The Doctor

When I was just a little kid, I ran into a weird incident at the dentist. Like most kids who are ripped from their homes and thrust into the inescapable office of mouth sorcery, I really didn't want to be there, and I tried to distract myself with my Babysitter's Club book. To make matters worse, the nurse wasn't being very nice to me or my mom, for reasons that didn't click at first. Then, in the hallway right outside our (OPEN!) door, she had a conversation with another nurse, joking that she didn't want to go through post-procedure discussions with us because "They wouldn't understand me anyway. I'm not sure they even speak English." It would've been better if they'd just told me, "Sorry, but your whole bone structure is just one big cavity."

My mother, humiliated, just stared at the floor, but Kid Me was confused and angry. Feeling particularly hyped from my Babysitter's Club book (as you'll recall, Kristy is a boss bitch), I stuck my head out and defiantly shouted, "HEY! That's not nice! I DO speak English, and I can understand every word you're saying!" They both turned red and scattered, and my mom let me eat cookies on the car ride back home, so yeah, justice was served.

Unfortunately, this isn't an isolated incident, though it was the first time I ever noticed it happening to me. Turns out that even in this day and age, your race, ethnicity, and religion does affect the kind of treatment you receive from nurses and doctors. According to a study in the American Journal Of Public Health, a stunning two-thirds of doctors exhibited racial bias toward patients. Those doctors tend to have antiblack sentiments and think of their white patients as more likely to be "compliant." On top of that, they often lecture black patients, speak more slowly to them, and make their office visits longer, which is such a racist notion that it makes me want to rip my own head off and punt it into the middle of a medical convention.

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Buying Makeup

I don't wear a lot of makeup. To be honest, some of this is due to the fact that a tube of quality lipstick costs as much as dinner at the Cheesecake Factory. But most of it is because, as any nonwhite woman will tell you, up until a few years ago, if your skin color was darker than "sunkissed Latina," there were almost no options for you.

Women of color have always had a notoriously bad relationship with the cosmetics industry because we can't find shit that matches our skin color. These companies deliberately just make their lines for lighter skin tones only, with a couple of "darker" foundations in the last few decades that aren't really fooling anyone. Iman (supermodel, goddess, wife of the late David Bowie) came out with a makeup line in the '90s that had more options, which helped a great deal. But overall, it seems the beauty industry would rather lose money than help women of color feel good about their appearances.

Enter that Barbadian ray of sexual sunshine Rihanna. She's been in the news lately because she's come out with her own makeup line called Fenty Beauty, which has truly changed the game. With 40 foundation shades (40), darker-skinned women are guaranteed to find a match for their skin tone -- something these other lines should have made a priority YEARS ago.

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Writing (And Reading) Science Fiction

According to my parents, I've been scribbling stories down since I first learned how to hold a pencil. I came out of the womb writing exposition. I think at this point, I've dabbled in all genres, and feel comfortable in most forms of speculative fiction -- except futuristic science fiction. And before discovering Afrofuturism, I didn't realize black writers had even tried. Hell, historically, major genre works have rarely included anything to do with black people. As writer Saffron Alexander put it: "White creators would rather write about a race of war-hungry lizards living on Mars in harmony with Victorian soldiers than dare to imagine a black person included in their fantasy worlds."

Serious question: Do you ever sit and think about how there are virtually no people of color in science fiction stories? Fellow sci-fi nerds will be able to rattle off a handful, but I'm talking comparatively. Maybe that's because, as a genre, it's plagued by "structural, institutional, personal, and universal" racism, which are exact words from a report that states that less than 2 percent of more than 2,000 sci-fi stories published in 2015 were written by black writers. Most people would agree that the science fiction and fantasy community has a problem with race, but most (white) people who aren't in the community don't realize how bad it actually is. They're mostly concerned with arguing about The Last Jedi or worshiping at the altar of George R.R. Martin.