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Originally posted by KSPigpen
reply to post by 222938
Using that loose logic, do you think that if we buck the trend, so to speak, of equalization, that we are in fact not being responsible world citizens? I mean, it's obvious that if you have very, very strong nationalistic, or culturally biased actions that, there will be repercussions. I don't agree with it fully, but that's life, right?
Do you think we're stuck?
[edit on 6-10-2009 by KSPigpen]
So we are all looking out for ourselves...but you know the best way we can do that? Look out for each other, because that will provide the best results for ourselves.
To those that keep yammering about white people having their very own place. Have any of you heard of Iceland? Pack your bags and move to your white paradise. Don't want to? Oh you say this is your country? Everyone else should leave? I'm not leaving. I was born here. My mother was born here. My father was born here. All of my family.
Originally posted by Nichiren
reply to post by RRokkyy
Please do tell what this thread is really about. I'm all ears.
Originally posted by RRokkyy
Originally posted by Nichiren
reply to post by RRokkyy
Please do tell what this thread is really about. I'm all ears.
NARCISSUS
Second line.
Third line for extra protection.
Originally posted by EMPIRE
@ the OP, what exactly are you looking for, and what is it you hope this thread will accomplish?
Originally posted by seeashrink
I've been here a while but I don't post much, however this is a subject near and dear to my heart.
I am a 53 year old white male born and raised in the southeast. I too was raised in a family poisoned by prejudice. It was seen more in my mother and my father's family rather than my father. My mother had some mental illness so to help with the chores around the house dad hired a maid that came 3 to 5 times a week depending on the need. She was a black lady by the name of Lessie. Dad treated her as one of the family. He insisted that she eat with us at meal time even though she would try to separate herself to the kitchen. She treated me well and even helped raise me.
When the schools desegregated, I was bussed to a black school where I remained for a year. While there I learned that there was no difference between me and the other black kids, but I did experience some prejudice from some of the black teachers.
As an adult I joined the military where I saw the races further integrated and learned even more about accepting those of different color, ect.
I've never considered myself prejudice until NOW. I am a cop in a segregated town in the south. Very little if anything is ever done to bridge the gap, on the contrary, things are done on "both sides of the tracks" to strengthen the problem. I patrol the "white side" and I patrol the "black side". I have been proactive in trying to bridge the gap to no avail.
When I have to go to the black side of town all I ever get is attitude. I am always respectful but am never respected. If I pull a black person for speeding I am told I wouldn't be doing so if they were white. If I take a person of color to jail for selling drugs I am told the same thing. If you are wondering, yes, I pull and take white people to jail too. If I am running radar at night and I pull a car for speeding, I have no idea what color the person behind the wheel is until I get to the window, yet I am still accused of acting on race. If I run the tag on a Monte Carlo that is jacked up on 28 inch rims with blacked out windows and rap music thumping so loud that it rattles the windows in my patrol car and that tag comes back expired then I am racial profiling.
I do not like what I have become. No, I don't use racial slurs or treat people with prejudice, but in my heart I am prejudice. I despise the attitude I get pretty much everyday at work. I despise the thug attitude I get from the teenagers of color. I bought some snow cones for some black children at a park not too long ago and as I was doing so I heard one child exclaim "I want a free one just because I'm black", he was probably 8 years old. It certainly gave me a moment of pause.
Yes, I'm prejudice and I hate it. I fight it on a daily basis and I fear that I am losing the battle.
Ashamed,
seeashrink
Originally posted by KSPigpen
Do you think. my friend, that not only with me, but with others, that this is a permanent condition?
Originally posted by seeashrink
I've been here a while but I don't post much, however this is a subject near and dear to my heart.
I am a 53 year old white male born and raised in the southeast. I too was raised in a family poisoned by prejudice. It was seen more in my mother and my father's family rather than my father. My mother had some mental illness so to help with the chores around the house dad hired a maid that came 3 to 5 times a week depending on the need. She was a black lady by the name of Lessie. Dad treated her as one of the family. He insisted that she eat with us at meal time even though she would try to separate herself to the kitchen. She treated me well and even helped raise me.
When the schools desegregated, I was bussed to a black school where I remained for a year. While there I learned that there was no difference between me and the other black kids, but I did experience some prejudice from some of the black teachers.
As an adult I joined the military where I saw the races further integrated and learned even more about accepting those of different color, ect.
I've never considered myself prejudice until NOW. I am a cop in a segregated town in the south. Very little if anything is ever done to bridge the gap, on the contrary, things are done on "both sides of the tracks" to strengthen the problem. I patrol the "white side" and I patrol the "black side". I have been proactive in trying to bridge the gap to no avail.
When I have to go to the black side of town all I ever get is attitude. I am always respectful but am never respected. If I pull a black person for speeding I am told I wouldn't be doing so if they were white. If I take a person of color to jail for selling drugs I am told the same thing. If you are wondering, yes, I pull and take white people to jail too. If I am running radar at night and I pull a car for speeding, I have no idea what color the person behind the wheel is until I get to the window, yet I am still accused of acting on race. If I run the tag on a Monte Carlo that is jacked up on 28 inch rims with blacked out windows and rap music thumping so loud that it rattles the windows in my patrol car and that tag comes back expired then I am racial profiling.
I do not like what I have become. No, I don't use racial slurs or treat people with prejudice, but in my heart I am prejudice. I despise the attitude I get pretty much everyday at work. I despise the thug attitude I get from the teenagers of color. I bought some snow cones for some black children at a park not too long ago and as I was doing so I heard one child exclaim "I want a free one just because I'm black", he was probably 8 years old. It certainly gave me a moment of pause.
Yes, I'm prejudice and I hate it. I fight it on a daily basis and I fear that I am losing the battle.
Ashamed,
seeashrink