Have a good rant whilst drinking an iced drink on a hot day!

Last night I fell asleep in the bath. It has never happened to me before. I suppose I must have been enjoying myself to the fullest, just lying there in the warm heat of the soapy water as it caressed my naked goosbumped skin whilst listening to the best of jazz from Ella to krall. In defence, I tell myself that I needed that luxury to shut out the awfulness of life's reality as one would experience if one were going through a bad time at school, play or work as in my case. As often as I can, I try to shut out the harsh realities of living as a black man (and African in this society) and focus on the final destination, however; one's resolve assumes a weak persona when faced with constant battering with the evidence of racism. Why do they do it, I wonder?
The above rant is an offshoot of a week of corny office soap opera type playing out of racial prejudice and advantage taking of which yours truly was a principal character. I got home Saturday evening glad to be out of there and thought to myself, why? Why? Why? What is it about this society that makes people think they are better than others purely by virtue of their skin colour or heritage? A reference would be the idiotic ranting of a blogger called naijablog whose ceaseless ranting of the inadequacies of the Nigerian society exasperates me in the most infuriating way. And that is putting it mildly!! Perhaps it isn't my place to complain; after all I am in another man's house. Of course if I was in my own country, I would have to adopt the siddon look mentality peculiar to that part of the world!!
Today compensated for the dodgy week just gone past. Had a delightful friend over and we talked for hours and then spent most of the evening reading a new book in the back garden accompanied with great music from aha and Duran Duran, an ice cubed something and the best weather anyone could ask for!