The Myth of Race: A Froggy Tale of Portuguese Racism?

Is Portugal a Racist Country?

Picture this: You’re strolling through Porto, the sun kissing your face, and your sweet tooth craving a delightful scoop of homemade ice cream. You find yourself at the best ice-cream parlor in town—a place where flavors collide like jazz notes in a smoky bar. But wait, what’s that? Right there, next to the pistachio swirl, sits a friendly green pottery frog. 🐸

Now, this isn’t your ordinary frog. No, no. It’s not there to croak out the day’s specials or hop into your waffle cone. This frog has a secret mission: to keep the Roma/Cigano community away. Why? Because rumor has it that they are terrified of these little amphibians. Apparently, frogs are the gypsy kryptonite. 🦎

But let’s dive into the myths, shall we?

Myth #1: The Human Race (and Other Olympic Events)

I’m with you, my friend. I don’t believe in human races either. There’s only one race—the human race. 🏃‍♂️ Sure, some folks still cling to outdated ideas. They think that if your skin is dark, you’re automatically a sprinter, a basketball pro, or a dance floor maestro. And don’t get me started on the magical powers attributed to Asians—apparently, they can summon dragons during ping pong tournaments. 🐉

But here’s the scoop: Race, as we know it today, is like that old pair of bell-bottoms—outdated and uncomfortable. It emerged during the 18th and 19th centuries, thanks to some philosophers who had too much time on their powdered hands. Immanuel Kant, the OG racial philosopher, probably had a secret stash of frog-shaped paperweights. 🐸

Myth #2: Anti-Racism and the Facebook Like Button

Now, let’s talk anti-racism. It’s like trying to fight fire with fire—except both fires are made of marshmallows. 🍡 You see, when you declare yourself anti-racist, you inadvertently give a nod to the whole race concept. It’s like saying, “Hey, race exists, but I’m against it!” It’s like being anti-unicorn but still wearing a horned headband. 🦄

Deborah Orr, the Guardian whisperer, agrees. She says racists blame everything on race, while anti-racists sometimes blame everything on racism. It’s a cosmic seesaw of blame. Meanwhile, frogs everywhere are just trying to catch flies and avoid pottery kilns. 🐸

The Froggy Conclusion

So, my fellow ice-cream enthusiasts, let’s ditch the race myth. Instead, let’s celebrate our beautiful tapestry of ethnicities. Ethnicity is like a flavor explosion—rich, diverse, and sometimes a little spicy. 🌶️

And those anti-racism organizations? Bless their hearts, but they’re like that well-meaning aunt who insists on knitting you a sweater even though you live in the tropics. Let’s focus on fairness, kindness, and the joy of sharing ice cream with everyone—frog lovers, gypsies, and unicorn enthusiasts alike. 🍦

P.S. To those who think dark skin equals basketball prowess, I recommend John Hoberman’s book, “Darwin’s Athletes: How Sport Has Damaged Black America and Preserved the Myth of Race.” Spoiler alert: It’s not about dunking frogs. 🏀🐸


The frog on the shop has a manifesto tucked under its webbed foot. It reads:

"Dear humans,

We frogs have had enough. We’ve been relegated to pottery status for far too long. We’re not just cute decorations, you know. We’re revolutionaries.

First, you put us in gardens, thinking we’d scare away pests. But did you ever stop to ask if we wanted that responsibility? No! You just assumed we were froggy vigilantes.

Then came the ice-cream parlors. ‘Let’s keep the gypsies away,’ you said. Well, guess what? We’re not having it. We’re not anti-gypsy; we’re pro-frog. And we demand equal rights.

So here’s the deal: If you want your espresso and pastel de bacalhau, you’ll treat us with respect. No more froggy discrimination. No more relegating us to the corner.

The pottery frogs have demands:

Frog Equality: Every café must have a designated frog-friendly spot. Frogs need their own tiny chairs, complete with mini espressos. ☕

Frog Education: Schools will teach frog history alongside human history. Forget Vasco da Gama; let’s talk about Kermit’s epic journey to Hollywood.

Frog Tourism: The Algarve beaches are nice, but how about a “Frogs Only” beach? Sunbathing with SPF 30, of course.

Signed,

The Frogs of Freedom"



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