Growing up, I always thought that finding fellow Black nerds who shared the same passionate energy towards anime that I had was hard.
I don’t mean simply watching what was on Toonami or [adult swim] at the time. That was easy; everyone and their mothers watched anime on those two programming blocks.
What was hard (and I must repeat myself) was finding fellow Black nerds who were really passionate towards anime.
The ones who would spend countless hours browsing online researching and studying the studios behind such hits such as Gundam Wing, Sailor Moon, and Dragon Ball Z.
People told me that being a passionate anime fan doesn’t matter. That I was too invested into anime.
Discouraged, I kept my passion to myself (or on the wild wild west of the internet of the early 2000s with fellow outcast weeaboos who were discovering themselves) for years.
It wasn’t until…
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