My favorite Blues artist is Billy Holiday and trust me. If you've ever seen Lady Sings the Blues, the movie about her life, she'd be yours, too. Inspirational doesn't even begin to describe her career. Developing as a music artist during a time when the KKK was thriving, racism was undeniably prevalent, and the wrong roads to go down were constantly thrown into her foresight was not easy. She was strong, but did not always make the best choices. Unfortunately, she became addicted to drugs. The pain was too much. If you're wondering what kind of things she had to be sad about, listen to her song here, Strange Fruit.

I wish she could say she was talking about apples and bananas.

Lynching was all too common.

          Once upon a time, I was on a salsa dancing team. It was forever ago and I forgot most of what I learned but have no doubt that I can still turn all the way up at a party with predominantly hispanic people and music. Salsa is a style of dance where out of an eight count, you step on 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, and 7. Then there's bachata and merengue which consist of movements based on a simple 1, 2, 3, 4. My personal favorite of the three is bachata and below is my favorite bachata song.

          Racism is something that I have been lucky enough to not really have to deal with in my time alive. To keep myself aware of how real struggles have been and are elsewhere, I try to remain educated with movies such as Hotel Rwanda. It shows the struggles of an unsupported African couple and their attempt to help their people during apartheid. Here is a clip of this movie, which in my opinion, could change your entire view of life, if you watched.