posted on Mar, 6 2018 @ 02:24 AM
I mean, damn. This is gonna be hard. I wake up blaming whitey for the sun being too bright every morning, and the sky is grey as all Hades where I
live. I just have that much hate in my heart.
Just kidding.
But honestly, I'm not surprised by the general response here. I've hardly posted at all in a good few years because of it, but I've lurked just to see
how folks will rationalise anything as long as it runs counter to the "Leftist Agenda".
Still, I'm tired of being told by white people that I blame them for all of my problems. Now I'm sure posters here would say something along the lines
of "we're not pointing fingers, but if you feel attacked then maybe you're part of the problem". But I hear it every day, unsolicited, from
strangers, customers, and even some of my friends. It's rarely (if ever) directed at me, but by gosh if a lot of the people I come across aren't
vociferous about it.
Well here's the thing, guys: I have a buttload of problems:
- I tend to procrastinate on personal projects, meaning I do things like posting on ATS for the first time in over 9000 years to avoid them
- I do stupid, irresponsible things like vaulting fences to catch a bus so that I don't have to wait for thirty minutes, shattering my shin in the
process and being on medical leave for three months while living abroad
- I get scared on dates and run away to pee behind a tree after my date invites me to use the toilet at her house (true story)
- I very occasionally forget to turn off cooking appliances, which invariably results in small explosions.
I do not blame white people for any of the above, or the secondary issues which happen to stem from them. That being said, I don't even blame Average
White Guy down the street for the perpetuation of systemic racism. It's bigger than any one person, or even most people.
I hate racism, but I don't hate racists. Racists aren't (always) murderers, or rapists, or even evil. They're just wrong - sometimes wittingly so -
and can benefit from participating in that system.
Where Black History Month is concerned (and it's relevant, because why propose a Stop Blaming White People Month right after the month which North
America chooses to celebrate black history?), I feel that a lot of people miss the point. It's not because "we wuz kangz, but den slaves" or whatever.
I mean, that is something to do with it, but it's largely due to the fact that the Atlantic slave trade stripped the diaspora of their culture, their
names, their languages, and all sorts in the effort to establish a permanent, generational slave underclass.
The Arab slave trade, African/African-American slave owners, and Irish indentured servants are often referenced in rebuttal to any claim of the
specific injustices waged against African captives. But these all miss the point. We're talking about large groups of people that were formally
dehumanized. All the hallmarks of what makes us human were denied to them, and their descendants for centuries.
Now I could moan about everything that happened during and after these atrocities, but that is still missing the point of Black History Month. The
real point is that I, and many like me, are direct products of that system, but we have no traceable identity because of it.
When I was five or six, my class demonstrated a special assembly on "Where We Come From". Naturally, I asked my parents for help, and they were faced
with answering an almost impossible question. It went something like this:
Me: So Granddad, Nana, Grandma, and Gramps are from the West Indies?
Them: Yep.
Me: And their parents?
Them: Uh-huh.
Me: And theirs?
Them: Errr... yeah.
Me: How long did we (our family) live there?
Them: Uhhhhhh...
It didn't take me long to discover that black people weren't native to the Caribbean, but I was resentful of my Scottish, French, Spanish, Chinese,
and yes, even my Nigerian and Ghanaian peers who were able to trace their respective genealogies back however many centuries.
I cannot do that, and never will. I have no ages-spanning history to take pride in, because it was taken from me before my great-great-grandparents
were even born. It was the West that took this from the African diaspora, and that is why they concede to us Black History Month. When I say they, I
do not mean you. I mean a system: a nexus of antiquated ideals geared towards maintaining inequality on a myriad levels for material gain.
When I say I hate racism, or sexism, or white supremacy, or whatever, I'm not saying that the white man is my enemy. I owe so many positive
experiences throughout my life to white individuals. But the system is skewed and nuanced to such an insidious degree that even those who don't
directly benefit are compelled to uphold it.
I'm not writing this to disparage or pontificate. I'm writing this because I love what this forum used to be, and I know that if many of you were as
reasonable and sceptical of all sources (left and right-wing) before 2016, then the future beyond 2018 is just as hopeful. Thanks for letting
me post here.