Here’s the thing I noticed lately. Racism is not dead, it’s on the down low. I’m not talking about all of the police shootings because that’s not on the down low and there are some great posts out there on that, if that’s what you’re looking for. What I’m writing about are the ordinary people that THINK they are open to diversity, but are really not.
First, let me preface this by saying my hubs has butt white skin. (I’m darker than he is, especially in the summer.) His mother is Creole-a mixture of German, French, African American, and Cuban. His father is Norwegian with blonde hair and blue eyes. Although, my hubs has blue eyes, blonde hair (that’s been replaced with a bald, shiny dome) and white skin, he identifies himself as black. That’s the side that speaks to him the most.
We’ve been married for seventeen years now and it still amazes me the comments that come out of white people’s mouths when they think they are in the presence of all white people. I’ve heard people talk about all black people being a drag on society. I’ve heard someone say in the movie theater that Annie (the girl in the movie, ANNIE) is supposed to be white. I heard one woman say that all black men beat up women. Another person who thought they were real liberal said they couldn’t adopt a black baby because they wouldn’t know how to raise it. (I had no idea that love only applied to certain skin colors.) I could go on and on, but I won’t. You get the idea.
So, if you’re one of these people who claim to love diversity and yet in the privacy of all white people act differently. Make the change and become the person you claim to be.