Merry Easter Day
Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2015 1:36 pm
or whatever. I know it was yesterday.
So I just discovered a lot of my family is fairly racist. We were at a family gathering of sorts, and we were sitting on the porch talking about shit, as you do on Easter. It started about some shooting in the news, and then it morphed into gun control generally because a couple people just couldn't wait to vomit their political opinions on everybody (like "Oh, did I hear the word 'gun'? LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT GUN CONTROL IN A REALLY LOUD VOICE, BECAUSE THAT'S THE SUBJECT WE'RE HAVING NOW, FUCK YOUR CONVERSATION"), and then all of a sudden - like, in the space of two seconds - it shifted onto black-on-black crime, and then suddenly a bunch of people who were relatively quiet before - my grandmother, a second aunt, my uncle, a friend of his - just launched into a spiel apropos of basically nothing about high black crime is and how dangerous inner cities are and how gun control should be enforced primarily on black people (or as they put it "the blacks") because they're the ones killing everybody and on and on. My uncle's friend after not speaking for a while suddenly just said out of nowhere, "Blacks account for 75.6% of all interracial crimes in the Midwestern United States" or something like that. In a matter-of-fact voice. As if he had just been sitting on that for years and was just waiting for an opportune time to blurt that out into the open. Like he was just dying to release it from his body. And everyone around us just sort of nodded their heads at it and was all like, "huh, that's interesting".
And yesterday was also the very first time I heard someone use the "I'm not racist, but..." line in real life completely sincerely. And it was from my own mother. She launched into a complete tirade about how black people have their own television channels and their own colleges and their own basketball teams and how deeply unfair that is and a whole bunch of other stuff I see every single time I visit reddit. Like... that was from my own mother. I had no idea she had all this buried in her. I had no clue my mother was one of the "I'm not racist, but..." people. And again, everyone agreed with her. Like, she doesn't get emotional about political issues very often, and when she does she's typically very liberal. This came out of nowhere.
And then everyone started patiently explaining to each other (no one disagreed) that black people can be prejudiced against white people too, and that a lot of black people dislike white people, in fact, and how this is apparently some deep dark awful secret which most people don't want to acknowledge, and everyone had this attitude like this was some kind of profound truth. Like it's some kind of open secret which people can only speak of in whispers. And they think it's, like, really important to acknowledge. Like a really important problem which our media is nefariously keeping secret. Jesus Christ. No shit a lot of black people don't like white people. Everyone fucking knows that. I can't imagine why! Is this really news? What the fuck is your point?
I had no idea about any of this, that my family felt this way. It was fairly jarring. I didn't argue anybody, as I could see I was the only one who disagreed and I didn't want to cause a scene. And I was somewhat shell-shocked at the time in any case. I just wanted to leave
And these weren't country hicks, in case anyone's wondering. They're not even very conservative, from what I know. Just normal lower-to-middle class white people. It gave me a stark illustration... this rot infects basically everybody. Like, everyone in the country must think this shit. "Subtle" or "implicit" racism is very much completely mainstream in America. And I knew that, of course, but I guess I didn't know just how mainstream. And it wasn't just what they were saying. It was how they were saying it. Their tones of voice, their inflections, their mannerisms. They actually have a deep-seated dislike/contempt for black people. And my family is NORMAL. That's what's so fucking... ugh.
I hate everything. I don't know what to do. There's no progress. We suck. We always sucked. And we always will suck. Happy Easter.
So I just discovered a lot of my family is fairly racist. We were at a family gathering of sorts, and we were sitting on the porch talking about shit, as you do on Easter. It started about some shooting in the news, and then it morphed into gun control generally because a couple people just couldn't wait to vomit their political opinions on everybody (like "Oh, did I hear the word 'gun'? LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT GUN CONTROL IN A REALLY LOUD VOICE, BECAUSE THAT'S THE SUBJECT WE'RE HAVING NOW, FUCK YOUR CONVERSATION"), and then all of a sudden - like, in the space of two seconds - it shifted onto black-on-black crime, and then suddenly a bunch of people who were relatively quiet before - my grandmother, a second aunt, my uncle, a friend of his - just launched into a spiel apropos of basically nothing about high black crime is and how dangerous inner cities are and how gun control should be enforced primarily on black people (or as they put it "the blacks") because they're the ones killing everybody and on and on. My uncle's friend after not speaking for a while suddenly just said out of nowhere, "Blacks account for 75.6% of all interracial crimes in the Midwestern United States" or something like that. In a matter-of-fact voice. As if he had just been sitting on that for years and was just waiting for an opportune time to blurt that out into the open. Like he was just dying to release it from his body. And everyone around us just sort of nodded their heads at it and was all like, "huh, that's interesting".
And yesterday was also the very first time I heard someone use the "I'm not racist, but..." line in real life completely sincerely. And it was from my own mother. She launched into a complete tirade about how black people have their own television channels and their own colleges and their own basketball teams and how deeply unfair that is and a whole bunch of other stuff I see every single time I visit reddit. Like... that was from my own mother. I had no idea she had all this buried in her. I had no clue my mother was one of the "I'm not racist, but..." people. And again, everyone agreed with her. Like, she doesn't get emotional about political issues very often, and when she does she's typically very liberal. This came out of nowhere.
And then everyone started patiently explaining to each other (no one disagreed) that black people can be prejudiced against white people too, and that a lot of black people dislike white people, in fact, and how this is apparently some deep dark awful secret which most people don't want to acknowledge, and everyone had this attitude like this was some kind of profound truth. Like it's some kind of open secret which people can only speak of in whispers. And they think it's, like, really important to acknowledge. Like a really important problem which our media is nefariously keeping secret. Jesus Christ. No shit a lot of black people don't like white people. Everyone fucking knows that. I can't imagine why! Is this really news? What the fuck is your point?
I had no idea about any of this, that my family felt this way. It was fairly jarring. I didn't argue anybody, as I could see I was the only one who disagreed and I didn't want to cause a scene. And I was somewhat shell-shocked at the time in any case. I just wanted to leave
And these weren't country hicks, in case anyone's wondering. They're not even very conservative, from what I know. Just normal lower-to-middle class white people. It gave me a stark illustration... this rot infects basically everybody. Like, everyone in the country must think this shit. "Subtle" or "implicit" racism is very much completely mainstream in America. And I knew that, of course, but I guess I didn't know just how mainstream. And it wasn't just what they were saying. It was how they were saying it. Their tones of voice, their inflections, their mannerisms. They actually have a deep-seated dislike/contempt for black people. And my family is NORMAL. That's what's so fucking... ugh.
I hate everything. I don't know what to do. There's no progress. We suck. We always sucked. And we always will suck. Happy Easter.