214 thoughts on “Dearest Pecola, I Want to Weep.”

  1. Uhh, hairy_d…what does racing bicycles have anything to do Pecola or obsession of blue eyes?

  2. Speaking of Pecola, there was this Indian American model, Anchal Joseph on “America’s Next Top Model.” She wore blue eye contacts when she was first on the show. I kept thinking about Pecola Breedlove, b/c like Pecola, Anchal, a dark-skinned woman of color, thought that she was prettier with blue eyes also. After the judges told her that she was so pretty that she didn’t really need them (in fact they said she was prettier without them), Anchal started crying and took them off and haven’t wore them since. Talk about a “Bluest Eye” flashback.

    If only Pecola Breedlove had someone to tell her that she was pretty…

  4. Uhh, hairy_d…what does racing bicycles have anything to do Pecola or obsession of blue eyes?

    mon frere, here’s an excerpt from Eddie B’s tome.

    “There is no picture-perfect body for cycling, and a rider’s potential should never be judged just by looking at him… so we see many different builds on riders. We see them with chicken chests, with bow legs, with long bodies, and with short bodies. Each can be a good build for cycling… I remember back in the mid 1960’s when the Italian pursuit team competed in Poland. Their best rider, a fellow named Ursse who was world champion in the individual pursuit, stood almost two meters tall. .. The next best rider on the team was a little guy… Even spiders… “

    i hope you can make the linkage – life is a performance sport and therein is all the beautiful emotion that makes it a joy to be human – love, faith, desire, glory – and the embroidery on the saddle or the appearance of the rider has nothing to do with it – and that is The Truth. It does not matter whether the ROTC punks are laughing at the scrawny ass dragging along in a mess of dysentry – it matters that the scrawny ass (moi) crossed the line.

  5. mr. huey…all of anchal’s blog angst has been wrtten about before here… i think it’s a tactic for her to harness sympathy from tyra and the others on the panel… people on that show have played the race, i am going blind, etc..card before..(thanks miss shruti as well since i see your link)..

    ahh mr. hairy peas on earth and happy legumes to you all ;)… (miss shruti that one is FOR YOU!)

    miss anna: great title.. you always have layers of insight in everything you write about.. much appreciated.

  6. HMF brah, I want to give you some advice. This might seem presumptious but take it with a grain of salt. Use outrage, don’t let outrage use you. The time will come when you will be tested, and you’ll know it, because the wind will get knocked out of you, and you’ll go down on one knee. Consider these moments a blessing because then you’ll be in it for real. Do not waste your strength on battles that don’t need to be fought. Learn from everything around you. You do have a lot to learn still man. That’s not a knock on you, but it should actually be a relief. You’ll never save anyone no matter how many words you write or what thoughts you think. We’re all in this together, every last creature. Some people will help and some will hurt each other, and it might not be who you expect. Discount no one.

    Sahej, you forgot to add, “Be…. excellent to each other…. party on dude..”

  10. If you want to pretend you’re fighting a revolution in your own head for the next 20 years, be my guest

  11. By the way I was trying to give you advice I thought you could use, and I apologize if I was presumptious or arrogant about it. I may have made a mistake.

  12. I too understand the place this comment stems from. I was born in Brooklyn, NY but I now live in the deep south. My parents are from Trinidad, my grandparents are from India. You look at me and I look Indian, you talk to me and I sound like an ABCD. The love of my life had the balls to tell me that I wasn’t “Indian enough” whatever that meant. I spent the majority of my life not fully fitting in anywhere. I didn’t understand why the “real desi kids” at school didn’t want to play with me. I so envied the box each of you fit into. I think I’ve finally grown up enough that I appreciate the paradox that I am. and people can only make you feel small if you let them. But I have to say I am more wary of “Indian” people than any other ethnicity. No other race has ever been as out and out mean.

  13. dear all indian women who wish to be white, i can understand how you feel that the white race is more beautiful than you.and i am deeply troubled by your dislikening for your heritage.i am white,and my aunt and cousin are indian through my fathers brother.i think indians are the most gorgeous race in existance.i think indian models are far more beautiful than ANY american model.i am deeply,deeply, attracted to indian women.Not once,have i ever seen an “ugly” indian individual (even men).you are all beautiful and dont let anyone else every tell you otherwise.Take pride in who you are,god made you indian for a reason.you’re all beautiful.:]-Amy(NY)