It never fails to amuse and amaze me how many people confuse avatars with real people.The image I have worn for almost a decade now is the French actress Eva Green from her role as Sybilla in the movie Kingdom of Heaven. My name, Noor Al Haqiqa, was suggested by a friend in Cairo when I was looking for a nom de plume. It means, roughly, shining light.
Not a drop of Jewish blood in a single one of my huge interracial family. Trinidadian, Ukrainian, Sicilian, Filipino, various European nations. Not a drop of Jewish or Arabic blood to be found that we are aware of. Well, I have a childless sister in law with Jewish ancestors but she left all that behind ... it was never even part of her life, she was raised gentile. My nieces, nephews and cousins by blood are all blue eyed blondes and my two dark eyed girls.
We are proud Canadians and have the genealogy papers going back 500+ years on both parent's sides. Irish and French.
I also know racism from a personal angle. My father never accepted my golden children the way he did the blue eyed blondes. I do not have a single photo of him with them... and that was his loss. No biggie, we girls are all very close regardless.
It seems like yesterday since the modelling shot below was taken. The photo of the baby as an adult with her life in order is below. It was shot a year or so ago somewhere around town.
I was politically aware back in 1981, too. After all, Ernst Zundel lived 10 houses down the street from me on Carlton in Toronto at the time. There were demos by B'Nai B'rith in front of his house, disrupting traffic, almost every Saturday afternoon. I moved a short while before the bombing of his home. My only regret that although I was very aware, I had not yet discovered and developed my Jewdar.
When I pushed my little baby around, the recruiting KKK boys in the area used to accost me for "sullying my pure white blood" but I ignored them. My big ole dawg also kept them at bay, they had no idea that she had no front teeth, she was just mammoth. Eventually they were kicked out of the neighbourhood for other practices that were not quite savoury for a decent part of the world.
Yet, go figger, one reason that I moved to where I did was because of the weather and geography but also because it was still primarily White.
Postscript. I just went back to the blog where it is claimed I am not white. The general assumption that this is not even a photo of me posted here. Shrugs. Fools, fools, thousand time fools.
Should I post a more recent shot of myself?
Should I even bother to prove myself to such people?
Why should I care?
I just feel sorry for such obtuse individuals. SO.... just cos I am a nice guy and in a good mood, I will post another shot of me taken just a year or so ago. Surely you will see the resemblance even after the passage of 30+ years!