There is an idea that humans make every attempt to classify what they see as a threat or as safe. To do that, the human puts what they observe into a box. I reject the box… though I know it exists.

To the people who try to classify me, I prefer to be a threat to them. I make every attempt to classify me difficult. Why? Because as I my dad once said, “you’re not hispanic, you’re not brown, you’re just David.”

I am just David. To the best of my knowledge, there is no box for “they are just themselves.”