Ghost Lion

As I was watching the film, The Blind Side, I had a realization: I don’t know anything.  I’ve had similar realizations before but this time in particular got my fingers typing . . . and I thought that, with your feedback, we could all gain a better understanding about things we don’t know anything about.

Here’s a list of things I don’t know anything about:

I don’t know anything about what it’s like to be discriminated against for the  color of my skin. I’ve been beaten up by colorblind skinheads for being a surfer, which actually produced 3 broken bones in my face, but I still don’t know anything.

I don’t know anything about not having a dad. I had a dad that worked really hard and wasn’t always there for dinner, but that doesn’t even compare—I don’t know anything.

I don’t know anything about being in the minority. I don’t know anything about going to a high school full of kids who don’t look like me. I don’t know anything about growing up never seeing someone of my race in the oval office.

I don’t know anything about not ever having a bed.

There are so many things I don’t know anything about that sometimes I feel like I shouldn’t even be writing—that I’m not worthy. And maybe I’m not, but I can’t help but write.

But then again, the realization that I don’t know anything must mean I know something. . .

The Blind Side Trailer