Monday, January 18, 2010

Martin Luther King, Jr.

"Discrimination is a hellhound that gnaws at Negroes in every waking moment of their lives to remind them that the lie of their inferiority is accepted as truth in the society dominating them."

Be honest: how has race affected your life? What do you do when you or someone else is faced with injustice? How do you think we can work toward a society that is truly accepting of racial difference?


Sydnie said...

Lovely post! I believe that racial injustice simply should not exist. Everyone is equal, and in the great words of the Beatles, all you need is love!

Happy One Year Blog-iversary to Take Me Out to the Runway!

ThatOneChick said...

Racism has always been prominent in my life.

My great grandmother was born to slaves, and was brought into this world just as slavery was abolished. My grandmother doesn't talk much about her experiences, she just says, "I don't trust them."

My mother grew up in a white neighborhood with her five siblings since the family was upper middle class. Imagine the Huxtables, lol. She was one of the first generation of black children to enter her elementary school. It was a big deal.

As a child, I saw no racial barriers. In fact, I don't even remember when the racism seed was planted in me. I remember one day, I was saying hi to a little white girl. And she told me, "I don't talk to niggers!"

I don't think that's when it started, I don't even remember being phased by it.

My mom told me how when she was younger white women would say, "Aw, she looks like a nigger baby doll." My two aunts have stories where white men would show them their genitals, and they were no more than 12. They have a lot of stories; the kind that just make you angry and spiteful.

I don't consider myself racist, just a realist. There's good and bad in every race, and the bad of some races seem to completely outweigh the good. But there still is good.

The truth is, there will always be racism. People have to always divide themselves because it is nature. If we didn't have any color at all on our bodies, we'd divide ourselves by the sound of our voices!

Baritones are animals! They aren't as smart as us Sopranos!

Normally, when I witness racial injustice, I say something. Sometimes I wish I could say everything I want to, but I'm so shy.

Once, I caught a woman calling a group of black children on the playground "Black Monkeys" because she had some problem with them and her kid. Even so, you address the parents.

I told them to get their parents, while I flipped out on her. I mean seriously, her kid is half black!

So, that's my two cents for now. I've already written a novel and it's late lol.


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