> In the nightmare I found myself nude in bed, and I was looking at a

> mirror on the ceiling, and I discovered that I am a Black Man, and I'm

> circumcised!

>

> Quickly I sat up, found my pants and looked in the pockets to find my

> driver's license photo and it was that same color, black. I felt myself

> being very depressed, downcast, sitting in a chair.

>

>

> But it's a wheelchair!

>

> That means, of course, besides being black and Jewish, I'm also disabled!

>

> I said to myself, aloud 'This is impossible! It's impossible that I

> should be black and Jewish and disabled!

>

> 'It's the pure and holy truth', whispers someone from behind me.

>

> I turn around, and it's my boyfriend, Juan.

>

> Just what I needed!!! I am a homosexual, and on top of that, with a

> Mexican boyfriend..

>

> Oh, my God..... Black, Jewish, disabled, gay with a Mexican boyfriend,

> drug addict, and HIV-positive!!!

>

> Desperate, I begin to shout, cry, I try to pull my hair, and oh, nooooo

> ....I'm bald!!!

>

> The telephone rings. It's my brother. He is saying, 'Since mom and dad

> died, the only thing you do is hang out, take drugs ,and laze around all

> day doing nothing. Get a job, you worthless piece of crap... Any job!

>

> Mom? Dad? Nooooo ..... Now I'm also an unemployed orphan!

>

> I try to explain to my brother how hard it is to find a job when you

> are black, Jewish, disabled, gay with a Mexican boyfriend, are a drug

> addict, HIV positive, bald, and an orphan, but he doesn't get it.

>

> Frustrated, I hang up. It's then I realize I only have one hand!!!

>

> With tears in my eyes, I go to the window to look out. I see I live in

> a shanty-town full of cardboard and tin houses! There is trash everywhere.

>

> Suddenly I feel a sharp pain near my pacemaker...Pacemaker??

>

> Besides being black, Jewish, disabled, a fairy with a Mexican

> boyfriend, a drug addict, HIV positive, bald, orphaned, unemployed, an

> invalid with one hand, and having a bad heart, I live in a crappy

> neighborhood.

>

> At that very moment my boyfriend approaches and says to me, Sweetie

> pie, love, my little black heart-throb, have you decided what you are

> going to wear to Washington to meet Obama?

>

> Say it isn't so !!!

>

> Now I can handle being a black, disabled, one armed, drug-addicted,

> Jewish homosexual on a pacemaker who is HIV positive, bald, orphaned,

> unemployed, lives in a slum, and has a Mexican boyfriend, but please.....

>

> Please don't tell me I'm a Democrat

>

How wonderful! Thank you.

haaaaaaaaaaaaaa

But oh for sure a nightmare.