Black Is the Color of My True Love’s Hair

Nishta Mehra March 2, 2015

On interracial adoption in “post-racial” America.

“Not seeing” color is, of course, a form of privilege; it means that things are oriented around you and others like you. It means that you can walk into almost any bookstore in any neighborhood in America and see pictures of people who look like you on the cover of magazines, find books for your child with families that look like yours. Indeed, it means that you would never know not to expect this, or to mark it as noteworthy. The ability to “not see” color comes only when the society you live in is not constantly shoving your color down your throat, reminding you of your otherness. For the rest of us, even if we wanted to, not seeing is never an option.


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