Everyone has been pretty caught up with the Donald Sterling story. You know the racist Clipper's owner who was caught on recording by his girlfriend, who his wife knows about, painting a picture of his skewed view of the world. Obviously this guy has issues, in more way than one. But I heard a sound byte from Houston Texan's running back Arian Foster who said all the Clipper's players should not play in their next game. I thought that was kind of stupid. Why would you set out? Why would you let this racist owner ruin your season? Ruin what you have worked so hard for?
But that got me thinking what's with our attachment to words? Now I don't understand racism, maybe it's my generation, or maybe it's where I was raised (California). But I do know that many of us get so attached to what others think of us, or the words and names they call us. Words only have power if you give it to them. Names only mean whatever meaning you attach them to. Now I wouldn't play for this guy either. But this goes beyond the NBA. Beyond race, people struggle with attachments to many different labels. Weight, race, education, income, job, habits, vices, all of these things can separate us if we let them. Life is far too short to be attached to what people think of us. You know how many people think I'm weird? Eat organic, meditate, exercise, take a bunch supplements, herbs, won't take prescription medication. But who cares? Everyone has their own journey. The whole point to this whole thing is to try to help each other get through it.
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