I can appreciate your well thought out editorial. However, time and time again I feel like the topic of racism is far too generalized. That is not to say that I don’t think there are still a lot of problems and issues with an unacceptable amount of people. By all means, YES, THERE ARE MANY, MANY ISSUES. Too many.
What I am trying to say is that I personally take pride in myself that I can rise above the racism blame game and choose to keep an open mind. It is not my place to judge anyone. I have had many friends and boyfriends of different colors, cultures and religious beliefs.
I like to be able to say that I am not racist, but I find that in the very recent past, I’m ashamed to say that it is getting more difficult to remain so. Everything that hits the news is all white against black issues and when something “normal” happens that is everything else not white against black, you don’t hear a thing.
I find I am resentful about being put into a group of black hating white people and angry that the world is calling out the white race as a whole when I have nothing to do with the violence. Take it out on the offending individuals. How are we supposed to improve the world and the situation if we repeat the past? Role reversal is not the way.
I hate to say it, but I think the recent events and riots are affecting the way people think and feel, and not in a good way. People that are comfortable around others of a different culture are suddenly finding themselves if they are going to be the next victim. Who is going to lash out suddenly when your walking down the sidewalk, minding your own business on the road, at a bar? I was recently hanging out at a bar after a long day at work and out of the blue a white chick comes up to me and says her boyfriend doesn’t think I like black people (black boyfriend). Excuse me? How would he know? He never bothered to talk to me. Did I look in his direction the wrong way? I can people watch as long as it doesn’t include black people? Did I not look at him long enough? Maybe I was checking out his hot bod but didn’t want to be caught staring. I have, after all dated a few very sexy black men. Maybe I find them inticing and exotic. Why am I being judged before you get to know me. I wouldn’t do it to you. Or maybe I am now. I don’t like the direction my thoughts and feelings have been taking me as of late.
One race is victimizing the other and back and forth. Let’s concentrate on how to break the cycle.