What are you? What am I? Brown? Indian? American? Labels… What are you? A man? A woman? Another of your choosing? Labels. What are you? Straight? Bi? Muslim? Hindu? Christian? Labels.
If you scratch off all the silly labels off of a man, what have you got left? Just the plain monkey flesh. An ordinary man, like you and like myself. No different. We’re all the same.
… Why then are we so eager to divide?