My response, I saw one calling himself “Michael Jackson of San Diego” interacting with short dark haired “Donnas” who he was hiring. He told me he was replacing me with those women. This was in the University City area in the 1970s.
There were “black people” earlier on that crossed paths with me in Honolulu, HI. I was VERY CONFUSED about them in Honolulu. They INSISTED they had to “be more important there”. Which makes sense now. I had to leave Punahou School when Barack Obama arrived. It surprised me because I was not certain what was actually going on! I didn’t feel that important. I guess back then he was a black boy that played basketball with a future Harvard scholarship. He seemed more important than me easily. I was barely in first grade or so. I did stay until mid third grade, so I obviously was not in conflict with Obama or his people.
Much earlier there was a thin black man standing in an apartment my mom was in with me. I was threatened to exit and “keep walking out” while HE STOOD in the apartment with my own(?) mom? Outside of the apartment were a mix of Asians and Germans saying they were using me, and taking me away.
My point was… all those years I ASSUMED I WAS STANDING IN FOR SOMEONE ELSE. That I was not the actual person they were “using” or “swapping” with. I was just easier to bring around, move around.