From the tip of her dyed, permed mop-topped head to her claim of sun darkened skin (more likely make-up enhanced skin— disparaging white person wearing ‘black face’ references notwithstanding) to her high heels, Rachel Dolezal is an imposter. Dolezal, not exactly ethnic sounds given surname, is at least more exotic than her given family surname: Moore; whose etymology comes from the term “Moors” used historically by Europeans as a derogatory reference to dark-skinned Muslims. (No irony there.)
Rachel Dolezal, 37, spawn of biologically white parents, is the latest freak show in the Democrat's pantheon of polarizing identity politics. She is indeed a "special" case, the sort that mental institutions are chock full off. From a medical standpoint, Ms. Dolezal likely suffers from Racial Identity Disorders (orRIDs) concern a patient's belief that (s)he is a member of a different race than (s)he really is. In the United States since 2014, Obamacare requires all insurance policies to cover counseling for cases of RID on the basis of "parity" with Gender Identity Disorder. (All such counselors will be paid by the taxpayer so Ms. Dolezal is in luck.)
To this end, claiming to be the first “transracial woman” while doing civil rights work in northern Idaho (no doubt a hotbed of black-white politics), Ms. Dolezal is attempting to foist an entirely new lexicon upon the rest of us due to her evidentially unique human experience, embraced by the MSM as the newest of the “new” normal.
Ms. Dolezal, the Democrat’s newest rising political star, is neither a trailblazer or is she a heroic figure. She is a fraudster who has brought disrepute to the NAACP and has a history of lying about her racial identity as a short cut for self-promotion. Specifically, as The Smoking Gun has reported, she who has masqueraded as black once sued Howard University, a historically black college, in 2002 for racial discrimination for denying her teaching posts and a scholarship due to her white ethnicity.
According to a Court of Appeals, Ms. Dolezal claimed that the university’s decision to remove some of her artworks from a February 2001 student exhibition was “motivated by a discriminatory purpose to favor African-American students over” her. Her lawsuit further contended that Howard was “permeated with discriminatory intimidation, ridicule, and insult.” Eighteen months later in February 2004, Judge Zoe Bush dismissed Ms. Dolezal’s complaint on the basis of no evidence; a ruling the D.C. Court of Appeals has subsequently affirmed. Ms. Dolezal was ordered to reimburse Howard for a “bill of costs” totaling $2728.50 plus what amounts to a judicial reprimand of nearly $1000 in damages to the university for a frivolous court filing, claiming “medical and emotional distress damages” yet delayed an examination by an independent doctor. (Ms. Dolezal shouldn’t worry the white coats will be lining up at her door after this latest stunt of running a NAACP chapter, a job typically (and understandably) reserved for an actual person of color.)
Ms. Dolezal is no metaphorical Dr. David Livingstone traveling darkest Africa. Closer to home, she is no John Howard Griffin, a white Dallas, TX journalist who published the 1961 nonfictional account of his six-week experience traveling on Greyhound buses through the then racially segregated Deep South as a black man called Black Like Me and then wrote a tell-all of the experience.
As this is America, Ms. Dolezal is free to change her name, her physical appearance and to think of herself in any way that she chooses. However, as she charts her life’s direction, the rest of us don’t approve of her using lies to get there.