Racism

[thehobbit]

I really want to turn this into a bigger, fuller post but I keep feeling like I should point out that I spent at least an hour or two in bed last night pondering racism. Worse? There is seriously so few people I can even discuss it with in real life. Why? Because I know so God damn many closet racists I want to punch bunnies. The upside? I can pat

Comments

[stucking_foned]

that's one of the big things i hate about living here. people dont even try to mask it or anything.

[thehobbit]

I wish people here wouldn't hide it so I'd have an instant gauge for who I should and shouldn't be friends with. Instead it seems to be popping up at work and even though I'm a grown ass woman I don't quite have the balls to tell certain people, people who I thought were friends or people who are in power, that I can't stomach being around racism. It makes me extremely uncomfortable and I've seen people in the past get fired over bullshit, offhand comments with hints of racist undertones. So I really want to be like, hey, STFU. Yet it's my boss. So if she sets the standard that it's okay I'm unsure how to be like no, no. God no. Nooooooo. All in all I'm unbelievably uncomfortable but at least there's no poc in my store, right? Because then I'd extra hate everyone for them too.

[halafax]

Being a resident brown kid I understand racism better than others. Ive had it thrown in my face and had to deal with it more than once in life. I enjoy it when you talk to people who are concerned or think that racism is wrong and they really do think its something that should be stamped out. We should get together and talk about stuff.

[thehobbit]

I have no problem with that. Overall I think racism is pure shit and always have and always will but the more I learn the more I realize I am not a poc. I'm really fucking white. The kind of white where if I'm not careful I can turn into the annoying, whiny, it's all about me anti racist person, you know? Where as my white lady tears mean fuck all when racism is going to keep on existing. And ending racism is really far more important than my feelings. The end.

But talking racism, real world racism, in a store employing the whitest of the white kids who are serving the brownest/blackest/reddest/yellowest of the colored people in the neighborhood (we have so many Persians and Jews that come through it's pretty fucking rad) is impossible. They just don't get it. One more blonde haired, blue eyed girl says the n word to me and I'm going to flip the fuck out. I don't understand why people think it's cool to say racist shit to me. You don't like people because you're small minded and want to judge someone by their skin color? Fine. Hateful