"The white man said, 'Colored people are not allowed here.' The black man turned around and stood up. He then said, 'Listen sir...when I was born, I was black . When I grew up, I was black. When I'm sick, I'm black, When I go in the sun, I'm black. When I'm cold, I'm black. When I die, I'll be black. But you sir, When you're born, you're pink. When you grow up, you're white. When you're sick, you're green. When you go in the sun, you turn red. When you're cold, you turn blue. When you die, you turn purple. And you have the nerve to call me colored?' The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away...."

Well, what he says is true, but honestly, WHY DOES COLOR MATTER!?

WE'RE ALL FREAKING HUMANS.

WE LIVE ON THE SAME FREAKING PLANET.

WE ALL HAVE THE SAME NECESSITIES TO LIVE.

COME ON.

The worst thing about racism, nowadays, though, is that, while white people are still sometimes racist, colored people of any type take anything they say and try to call them racist.

"You could color a little bit better."

"You're being racist!"

"You need to study a bit harder."

"You're racist!"

T_T

I'm NOT accusing all colored people of this.  I happen...well, actually, now that I think about it, all my friends are colored.  xD

Of course, the colored people then turn to other colored people and act racist, and those colored people take it like a joke.

T_T

Again, not accusing all.

Seriously though, why does color matter?