28 Days of Black Cosplay… The Addendum

So about a few weeks ago, I made this long post about my thoughts on this notion of 28 days on black cosplay.  Many people asked me why I spoke about it.  Simple really… Noone else would.  I knew that right after I opened my mouth and kicked over that wasp nest that there would be people who would respond, not in a good way.  I am thankful that people of all races and creeds agreed with what I said.  I also discovered that there were other black cosplayers out there who felt the same way as I did.  But that isn’t why I’m writing this.  Let me tell you what happened when I met and sat down with Harry… Or as I like to call him, Black Panther.

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Guilty Until Proven Innocent

I wasn’t sure if I was going to comment on this, but I feel like I need to say something, because I have been through something similar.  It sucks that we live in a world where we are quick to judge people on their crimes.  You can be the greatest person, make one mistake, and everyone is ready to air your dirty laundry.  And what if the mistake was fabricated?  Welp, the damage has been done.  So here’s the thing… Two weeks ago a friend of mine in the voice acting industry was accused of rape.

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28 Days of…

What I am about to write is probably one of the most emotionally driven posts ever.  It’s because of the feedback on this subject, and how my personal Facebook became a war zone about it.  It wasn’t originally, but when you’re dealing with someone who is a bully, it makes things quite more complicated.  I don’t expect a lot of people to to take my side on this.  What I do expect is people to simply understand my point, is all.  And what am I talking about?  This notion of 28 days of black cosplay.

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Through the Looking Glass

I’ll have to say about a week and a half ago could be considered a low point in my life in my year.  During that week, I had to deal with my Grandmother giving me grief about my life, the anniversary of my mother’s passing, and people trying to get me to goto a convention that my ex-girlfriend goes too, and usually staffs.  And during that, I had a meltdown with a couple of people on twitter.  I’m not excusing myself for what I did, nor am I making excuses for it.  I own up to my tweets.  It was just a bad day altogether.  So, let me give you some insight as to what brought all this down.

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