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Ever been glad you broke something?
5 years ago
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For me, it's the cookie jar my aunt gave me.
Now, I have no need of a cookie jar, really. I live in my own house, which I share with no-one (thank heaven; who'd want to live in this dump?), and I don't buy a lot of cookies, nor do I do a lot of baking.
But that's not the issue.
The issue is the shape of the jar itself. It's of a rather portly gentleman enthusiastically playing a saxophone (the head was the lid)--so far, so kitschy, but still not the actual issue.
The real issue was the gentleman was African-American. As I'm white (okay, part White/part Celtic. Yes it matters to purists. Wrap your head around that one) it felt like just having the thing meant I tacitly approved of minstrel shows (which I DON'T) and I couldn't sell it for the same reason. Nor could I toss it because, well, it was a gift from my aunt. And that left me in a quandary that left me feeling guilty no matter what I did.
So, yeah, I'm glad that while cleaning my kitchen, I accidentally knocked it off my counter--now I can get rid of it without feeling bad, and I have one less thing in my possession to feel guilty about.
Now, I have no need of a cookie jar, really. I live in my own house, which I share with no-one (thank heaven; who'd want to live in this dump?), and I don't buy a lot of cookies, nor do I do a lot of baking.
But that's not the issue.
The issue is the shape of the jar itself. It's of a rather portly gentleman enthusiastically playing a saxophone (the head was the lid)--so far, so kitschy, but still not the actual issue.
The real issue was the gentleman was African-American. As I'm white (okay, part White/part Celtic. Yes it matters to purists. Wrap your head around that one) it felt like just having the thing meant I tacitly approved of minstrel shows (which I DON'T) and I couldn't sell it for the same reason. Nor could I toss it because, well, it was a gift from my aunt. And that left me in a quandary that left me feeling guilty no matter what I did.
So, yeah, I'm glad that while cleaning my kitchen, I accidentally knocked it off my counter--now I can get rid of it without feeling bad, and I have one less thing in my possession to feel guilty about.
