People like to sort things. They like to put them in nice, neat categories. You’re either a man or a woman. Some people add more options; you can be straight, gay, lesbian, transgender, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, etc. No matter how many categories there are, there’s still a neat box for everything.
This can even be applied to colors. There’s blue, green, and then blue-green. Then there’s turquoise. Is turquoise not blue-green? What about cyan?
Is he 1/4 asian and 3/4 white? Or is it more like 2/3? He’s a person, and that’s what matters.
It’s not worth it to sort and label things. At best, sorting is unproductive. It doesn’t need to be just one thing or the other. It’s most probably in between. Sorting adds unnecessary limitations and takes away from important aspects of life.
Don’t stress on the minutiae. There is no need to put labels on everything, especially on human beings. They are who they are.
Exceptions, of course, include but are not limited to grocery stores, libraries, and clothing.
This post was inspired by The Great Divide.
In fact, I read both fiction and non-fiction for fun. I also enjoy historical fiction and biographical fiction, which treads the fine line between fiction and non-fiction; I don’t see why it can’t be both. Those events could have happened, you know.