How I FEEL About Race.
I don't like racism. Though I make racist jokes. I try not to. But sometimes I want to display how clever I think I am.
I try to push back a little when people are being unironically racist. But I'm not a confrontational person.
I understand racism. I understand the frustration. We had a multiracial society forced upon us while some media keeps trying to get us to hate each other. I get "I hate you white man" messages forced down my throat like I'm a foix grass goose. I also get posts of immigrants committing crimes pushed in my face. But I realize it's a white billionaire behind those messages on my screens.
What goes in is what comes out.
White men have caused a lot of suffering. At the same time, I have no control over what people of my race and gender have done throughout history. White people may be rich because we exploit the global poor. At the same time, I was born into this and live paycheck to paycheck.
Opening our borders is impractical. We can't have 100M people in Belgium. But our western countries cause a lot of hardship across this tiny planet.
We search for identity and belonging. But we tend to fear and hate The Others, the opposite of that identity. The enemy. Some media likes to push those buttons.
I'm just going to try not to judge and to react with compassion.
peace
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