If you had had the choice before birth to be black or white, gay or straight, knowing the obstacles you’d have to overcome if you picked black and gay, would you have chosen to be white and straight?”
It was a simple enough question, but I was terrified of answering it. I was afraid my response might reveal something about me that I didn’t want to face: Did I think it was better to be white and straight? Would I prefer to be white and straight?
Last year a suitor in Tel Aviv told me how “blessed” I am to be black. I laughed in his face and wondered what planet was he living on. Regardless of how one feels about the physical appeal of black men, considering the racism and discrimination against us that’s been running rampant in the world for centuries, it would be hard to argue that we are truly blessed.
That’s not to say I’d prefer to be something else. I tried to make that argument with Rudie — “I’m happy as is,” I announced — but he wasn’t letting me off so easily.
"That’s not what I asked. Regardless of how you feel now, knowing what you’d have to deal with as a gay black man, would you have chosen to be what you are if you’d had the choice?"
"No."— The Importance of Being Born Black and Gay | Jeremy Helligar for the Huffington Post Gay Voices (via gaywrites)