I don’t want anybody being color-blind when they look at me. I resent somebody saying, ‘Oh, I don’t mind that she’s black, I’m color-blind.’ Well, wake up, fella, and smell the roses. I like being who I am, and I’ll be damned if I watch you accepting me in spite of the fact that I’m a woman and I’m black and I’m whoever I am. Deal with me, and appreciate and accept me for what I am.
Nichelle Nichols in Starlog, March 1987