As I was researching what image to use for this post I am about to drop, I had a thought. This thought was how I wished I could be totally anonymous in what I am about to write. That you wouldn’t know anything about me — where I am from, how old I am, what gender I identify with, the color of my skin. None of it. Because in knowing those things, even when we read with an open mind, we are reading with preconceived notions.
The image of this post comes from an article that reports how the UK is going to be the most ethnically diverse western nation after 2050. The study was from 4 years ago, so maybe it will be sooner than that. Things change and fluctuate.
The discussion of race and racism is a sensitive topic. For a lot of people, it comes with some to many personal experiences. When I was in college, my roommate told me her first experience with it was when she was in the first grade and her bus driver would call her “little egg roll.” She didn’t understand, but when her mother found out that was happening that bus driver got the boot.
Since Charlottesville, since even before Charlottesville, I have been having issues understanding what the best way to broach topics of racism and diversity are. I see other white women speak out against the horrific ideals of Nazism, White Supremacy, The Alt-Right. And, more often than not, they are told they are doing it wrong. They are making it about them. I was accused of that when I commented on a statement I didn’t agree with. Dooce was accused of that when she wrote a blog post about it.
We are being called to be allies to these people who want us to do something about the hate and bigotry coming from these (to be frank) fucking awful white men and women who think they are God’s gift to earth.
But how do we do that? How do we not share our truths in trying to form an alliance with those who want us to speak out? To speak up. To rally against these horrid ideals of white nationalism and supremacy.
We are people. We have differences as individuals in our own races. Race is skin color. We cannot help what skin we were born with. But as individuals we can start talking. We can come together and share our truths. Share our experiences as human beings. That’s the heart of it. It’s when we open up and openly listen to one another, that we begin to take steps in the right direction.
Let’s cut the divisive chatter that has been happening for many, many generations. Share your story, I’ll share mine and maybe it will begin the path to truly combating these hateful, racist, bigoted, terror inducing assholes.