So, what exactly is the point in a grown-ass adult believing someone is inferior to them because of the shade of their skin? By what bizarre metric do we assign social status to fucking footwear? It makes precisely zero sense, yet society conditions these things into us, beats them into us… but to a child they are insignificant. Why shouldn’t I look to my unpolluted six-year-old self for simple answers to big problems? Once again, the kid knows.
