IS THE DOMINICANS HATE HAITIANS MYTH TRUE?
One person cannot speak for an entire island, but I did ask, "You know how the rest of the world hates Americans because of President Bush. Do Dominicans feel the same?" One guy laughed and replied with, "No! The only people Dominicans hate are Haitians! Keep a Haitian 1,000 miles away from me!" Sad thing is if it wasn’t for the Haitian revolt in 1804, there would be no Dominican Republic. However, this is a structure from the ruling class to keep both third world countries oppressed.“BLACK AMERICANS ARE UGLY!”
Oh yes, someone told me, "You are so attractive to be black American." Now, if this was a white person from Switzerland I might have gotten offended, but being that this person was darker than me it was almost comical. So, I asked him to elaborate, "Well, you don't act all hip-hop. I hate that!" Okay, if I was Dominican I would probably say the same, considering the only representation of black men in the media are thugs. Then he adds, "Plus, you have pink lips." "What?" I asked. "Pink lips! Black Americans have black lips—like Whoopi Goldberg!" I rolled my eyes and dunked my head in the ocean.
DOMINICANS HATE THEMSELVES JUST AS MUCH AS BLACK FOLKS!
Oh, yes, I used to be one of those who would say, “We as black people bring each other down the most. We hate on each other the most. We are like crabs in barrel”, blah, blah, blah…Some of the things I heard Dominicans say about each other—I thought I was listening to Klansmen whittling wood on a Georgia porch in 1863!
When an older Dominican woman who left in the 1950's found out my friend and I were going to D.R. her response was, "Why would you want to go to that retched place!" Rest assured black folks, we are not the only self-hating group.GAY DOMINICANS
I went to two gay clubs in D.R., Jay-Dees, a Latin version of Chi-Chis without the smell of fried chicken and Vaseline—I actually enjoyed myself. Also, Club Cha, owned by the legendary and beautiful Chachita Rubino
, I had a great time. However, the clubs close at 2am so right when you are ready to get your life, lights out.
D.R. has no homothugs, which was refreshing, but there was an "I'm so pretty vibe" where people would just stare and emote in tight jeans and gelled hair. When the men tried to approach me they would talk through my friend, one boy, who was as dainty as a fuchsia unicorn with black eye liner, said,"Bring him to me!"
Another man said he was twenty-two and I explained he was too young. He replies with, "Love has no age"—giving me the exact lip quiver in Vanity’s "Under the Influence" video
I met one hustler who had four kids (showed me pictures of his kids) and a wife -- he claimed he could show me a good time and if my friend, who is a female, wanted a little "lickey-lickey" he could work that out too. I wondered if this type of man is labeled as "DL" in D.R. and blamed for the HIV/AIDS epidemic, like the States.
Whenever I go out of the country I see how connected and similar we truly are. We don't need our race or ethnicity to be the same, but I wish our racial constructs in the States were similar to the Islands -- when you analyze race it's illogical and lost in translation.