Racism. Goodness, I am so tired of seeing this word or accusations of it. I am tired of people inflating issues to make it seem like the issues surrounding race or skin color today is akin to the racism of old. I believe that it is not.
I honestly do try to be patient and understanding to others’ feelings. Obviously, everyone is not me and, therefore, they will not see everything as I do. However, it is getting tiring to see continued news about it.
I keep wishing that people will go to sleep one day, then wake up the next and see skin color in an entirely new light. Then, we would see each other in a new light, possibly. But the realist in me knows that another issue would abound in a matter of moments because we are deeply flawed creatures and we tend to create much of the hell that we’re in.
This post was sparked by seeing a thread on Twitter dealing with a person’s view of racism. I respect this individual – Mrs. Trillia Newbell – as she has been a wonderful writer and speaker in my opinion. But when I saw her posts, I automatically had questions.
She wrote: “y’all know this racism hate isn’t a game, right?”
The questions in my mind: “Who is she speaking to really? Does she think most of her followers (who can obviously see that she is an African American woman) take “racism hate” as a game? And why would she think that?”
She wrote: “The effects of seeing racism every single day is deeply painful. It isn’t just something we talk about, it’s something we feel.”
The questions in my mind: “Does she (or others) really see it ‘every single day’? Who sees it? What qualifies as racism to her (or them)? Does she believe that her followers (or let’s say it: Caucasian people) see it as all talk and nothing that she and other African Americans feel?”
She wrote: “Last thing: And when you truly begin to love, you won’t roll your eyes “here they go again” at their pain. You will weep.”
The questions in my mind: “Who are actually rolling their eyes? Is it really that they don’t care or are they just tired of the “every white person is a racist” or “every white person does not care about my being black” shtick?”
I am not trying to be insensitive here or not be empathetic. But I wonder sometimes if people really don’t understand that they are overly generalizing a bit.
Speaking for myself: I do not see racism every day and I am an African American male those works in a community of mostly Caucasian people. I am not trying to push some idea that she ought to feel as I do; I also believe that she (and others) should not try to push some idea that others ought to feel as she does.
I long for the day when we can possibly heed some of Morgan Freeman’s advice when asked how do we get rid of racism: “Stop talking about it!”