I dream of the day when people no longer ask me “what are you? No, I mean...where are you from?? Like, originally???” Grrrrr I'm from New York City, you nosy ass.

I’m glad you wrote about this. I get the feeling that Katie is the type to get offended if you don’t recognize that she is biracial. Just look at how she’s changed her look over the years:

I would love it for Obama to come out and say the Secret Service doesn’t want any guns at the Republican National Convention but if Trump and the rest of the GOP insist that they be allowed, of course they’ll have to allow guns.

Some were also sold down south by angry wives or punished severely for being the slavemaster’s child. Hard to say which outcome was more common.

Not sure if you realize this, but plenty of black (not mixed) people have that social experience, they just get a few more seconds of assumed shared identity before they open their mouth. Many black people also grow out of this.

The rational people were tired of it about 30 nanoseconds after he announced his run for the candidacy

Every journalist should ask every candidate this question - should guns be allowed at the GOP convention - every day until that fucking convention. And they should be asking the fucking NRA for statements so the NRA can say, any candidate who doesn’t support guns at the GOP convention loses the NRA support. Just make…

The best part of that linked article:

I’ve found a lot of racists like to bring up the fact that he’s biracial. “He can’t be the first black president! He’s half-white!”

Yeah I got crazy into Genealogy, I feel much more connected to my history. Putting the names to the faces and realizing how ridiculously complicated a lineage it is, is kind of an awesome feeling.

My husband is black. He also has light brown skin and blue eyes. His parents are black. His grandparents are black. His great grandparents are black and his great-grandparents are black (he can trace his lineage back pretty far on both sides, even beyond his great-grandparents). People will say, “what are you?” He’ll…

Side note: any woman darker than a paper bag on this show?

She means that while Robyn has white ancestry in her bloodline, her parents and grandparents are not white, so she’s not biracial (Robyn says she doesn’t have any “direct white ancestry.”) Usually biracial offspring come from two parents with two physically distinct identities (black and white; black and asian, etc.)…

Katie seems very insecure and that she places a lot of her self-worth on her place in the “ball and gala crowd” (which...what even is that?). Enough so that she dogged Karen’s gala for being rinky-dink, when it was a tribute to Karen’s late mother-in-law. She makes my eyes roll out of my head and out the door.

My grandpa was White. No one has ever questioned my Blackness because I have dark brown skin and a kinky afro. In fact they often ask me of the White dude in the family pictures married into the family. It’s absolutely fucked up for these women to say a light-skinned Black person MUST have a White parent or…

Damn Michael, at it again with being a white man (who instigates division and comes out unscathed)!

I think what’s so weird about Katie’s assertions about White people as well as her identity is that one has a weird feeling that she equates “whiteness” with “good.” There’s almost a weird, self-hating quality to her discussions of race in an attempt to “put on” (cloak herself) in white identity.

There also seemed to be some verbal wires crossed (based on the clip). Katie/Ashley seem to believe that biracial means having white ancestry, versus, having parents of different races. So when Robyn says that she’s not biracial, the other two seem to hear it as, “I have no white ancestry”. [which Robyn did go on to…

Katie is a playfully, aggressively dumb woman whose ring wraith status makes me sad and whose dedication to being strong and wrong is unyielding.

One thing they all have in common? Hand Position: