I don't know what happened to you. But if it was nasty I can assure you that they never had my approval.

That's all I know to tell you.

You know at first reading your response my initial thought was well now you just turned into whatever happened to you but now that i think about it that is fine we ain't crazy bout you neither (let me through in a disclaimer I'm not talking bout black people I'm talking bout people with her mentality) we are always going to fight racial oppression of some sorts but man turn the other cheek.

I don't mind black people but I hate n*ggers (also just b/c I classify you as a n*gger don't mean you're black I mean damn) But racial terms are funny I'm Irish Italian (aka a Mick Whop) but idc you wanna call me a cracker or honkey or whatever just understand I'm gonna call you n*gger,beaner,spick,towelhead(my fiancee)

Now to the original topic at hand.
I think we all have some racist tendancies like I notice myself locking my car doors or rolling up the windows when a non white person walks by.

I am no racist and never will be. I didn't know what racism was until I moved to the United States. There I saw districts seperated by color and television shows that jokes with it.

When a person advocates his frustration and hatred, I show them a different alternative of how to see things. They may refute it at first, but at least I have them thinking. Sometimes they even give it a try and they realize that hatred, uncertainities, and fear are wasted energies leading to trouble and anger.

When they see the alternative of how one can see life, they practice it and see a difference in lifestyle. Not only can they tolerate differences later on, but they can also appreciate life in all forms given to us.

I hope in time that more people will show how we as a people can live in peace together even when times get tough.

Arn't elves and dwarves sort of racist against each other?

*sighs* i'm sort of on the reverse side...

i was raised without color. i remember being four and being perturbed that my best friend had a better tan than i did. our house was full of different ethnicities. it was never noticed, never pointed out...it was life.

for the record, race is a social construct. biologically, it doesn't exist.

that said...i remember when i became more aware. i was in school, and people were pushing my baby sister around because she was darker. calling my sweet darling sister names...calling me names...my mother names...

i walked a line through school that most people don't get to. i was friends with everyone, dated everyone. didn't matter how tan they were...

but as i grew older, things changed. we moved to a back-water all-white town when i was sixteen, and i realized then just how terrible separation is. people spit on my sister, who was only ten...i was constantly having to fight to protect her or to back people the hell up.

i was treated like dogshit because i was NOT a racist. and let me tell you, even then...i couldn't keep my mouth shut. the yearbook that year had a picture of the captain of the football team "studying". the book was facing the camera, NOT him, and was titled KKK. i took the book to the teachers, to the students...to the school board. i was almost expelled for the trouble i stirred up, and the football jock in question threatened to do me serious harm.

i called people out left and right for their prejudice. i remember being on a band trip, and the band was all giddy because a team that was another ethnicity has seemed wary of us. i went off on the bus on the entire band, telling them how ashamed they should feel that their attitudes could lead people to feel that way about them.

even now, i don't back down. i don't laugh at "racial" jokes, i call people out for it. my sister, just about six years ago, was subbing at the school in the same town we had moved to, as my mother never left. she stepped out of the class, and when she went back in, the kids had written "go back to africa" on the board. it angers me so very much...fills me with rage that they can treat her this way. the same town put a burning cross in front of my church because our priest was nigerian. we've adopted that priest...he's actually flown into chicago right now to perform my cousin's funeral. he spends every holiday with my family.

i get very angry, and i admit it. we're surrounded by people who swear they aren't racist, but they are the same damned ones that will treat you like **** for being part of a mixed household. if i went through what i did, i can't imagine how much worse it would be if my skin were darker. i see how they titter at the racial slurs...how they automatically define someone by their color. how they change their talk and attitude when they sit at a table with people of color...it sickens me.

i remember sending the neighbor girl into the gas station to pay a lady some money. she was the only lady in the store...but the girl came back out with money in hand, saying she couldn't find a woman. i pointed through the window, and she said, "well, you didn't tell me she was black. it never occurred to me...

culturally, i have some problems with southerners, heh...

I always wondered why you never liked me before.

allen, i do like you...but at the same time, i know you have issues with racism. and yes, it bothers me.

the reason i still like you, even though...is because you admit this and you've taken active steps to work on it.

Truly.

I certainly love my country, but I can't always say that I'm 'proud' of it. In fact, there are many aspects of it that I'm not proud of at all. But that's good right? I mean we should recognize our faults so we can grow above them.

I'd like to support this statement.

I've recently taken three different cutting-edge courses on various biological topics including the most recent one which was the study of the human genome.

In all three of those courses it was made perfectly clear that there is no such thing as 'race' from a biological or genetic point of view.

The entire human population on planet Earth are all the same species and we are all basically brothers and sisters for all intents and purposes. There is no such thing as race from a biological perspective.

It's an entirely made up social construct just as lulu says.

This is what the professional biologists and geneticists are saying. There no such thing as 'race' from a biological perspective. It's just doesn't exist genetically.

varna and jāti

but especially jāti

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caste_system_in_India

like i say there is only 1 Race THE HUMAN RACE And i love you all

and sexual orientation.

sometimes when asked my background i used to add a little box marked human and checked that.

glad someone is.

Very true

Oh, no. I won't have it. I've never met you or your family and I didn't do anything to you. You have to at least not hate me. You can try to mingle with me, tolerate me, be polite to me but don't hate me. I don't hate you. Be mad at the people who did something to you today but don't lump all of white folks together as poop-heads because you had a bad experience. We've come too far for that, haven't we?

Right back atcha!

and geographic location.



my problem growing up was i was naive to most differences between humans. i was always an accepting child and searching for a unifying bond...not what made us different (though ive always had a unique respect for that even as a kiddo)im more likely to misstep on someones toes and offend someone by being too accepting and expecting you to be just as likeminded. maybe this is my personal form of racism lol. i also came out of a small private school and begged my parents to send me to a larger 5a school(the largest in texas actually) for the desire to jump into diversity (my class size went from eight people to hundreds). my culture shock was finding that people made assumptions about the way the inner workings of my mind functioned just because of my outer appearance. after it was made plain to me that i was categorized to think a certain way based on attributes that have nothing to do with my mind i became timid for many years always afraid what i had to say might offend someone.would this person think im racist or bogited or hypocritical if i touch on a torchy issue? it drove me nuts . people should (not be judged but rather ) be praised for what they bring to the table. sometimes defining characteristics play a part in this sometimes they dont.


oh and i crack all kinds of inappropriate jokes. its become a survival skill.

Well said

agreed. what is a white person anyway? gosh when i think about all the different cultures that make up my heritage i feel more i should be defined as a mutt...not a native american or a caucasian. i hate those damn little boxes.