I just got through reading J's post and it got me to thinking! Damn, that's dangerous......for me to think....that is!
It's a meme and although I wasn't tagged it looked like time for introspection. I won't be tagging anyone else either!
Anti Racist Meme
1. I am:
A very mixed up individual. (English,German, Scottish,Irish,?,?) I used to be blonde, blue eyed, now it's just gray haired and bloodshot eyes! I do know that I am 100% Asshole, and I battle it daily!
2. My child is:
Non-existant! Unless you count doggies?
I decided I didn't want children from a very early age because I didn't want to change shitty diapers. Also, I was quite a rotten little shit, and as I aged, I decided I didn't want to reap all the rotten shit I have done.
Now that I am an old fart, I look at our government run school system, not to mention the way the government is knee deep in all our ass'es and I'm kind of glad I don't have children.
3. I first started thinking more about race, culture, and identity when:
Gosh, I guess I was 5 or 6 years old visiting my grandparents back in the early 60's. My grandparents were farmers and raised tobacco for a living in southern NC. I noticed people of a different color for the first time while there.
There were these old black ladies in the shade of Grandad's pack house tying up tobacco on sticks. I was very intrigued with our physical differences to say the least. Then one of them spit on the ground and it was black? Black spit?????
That vision was burned into my little brain. I ran around the corner and spit on the ground for comparison. Mine wasn't black? I thought black people had black spit, and white people had regular clear spit? How was I supposed to know she was chewing snuff?
Needless to say, my grandad treated these folks with the utmost respect, as he taught me and there were many of them at his funeral some twenty years later!
4. People think my name is:
Asshole!.......no really.....most people have no trouble with my first name. They usually mispronounce my last name, but I couldn't remain the anonymous asshole that I am if I told you that.
5. The family tradition I most want to pass on is:
Whoops, missed out on that one? I have no one to pass anything on too except my two nieces, and I don't want to corrupt them!
Everybody tells me I would have been a good father!
I've got their ass'es fooled! Bwhaaaa,,,haaaa,haaa
6. The family tradition I least want to pass on is:
I'm such a dummy,and I can't begin to tell you how many times I've edited this post.
The only tradition I can think of at the moment is that my Dad, my brother, and I always go to Hooters and drink beer and eat chicken wings when it is one of our birthdays. So, I get to go to Hooters at least 3 times a year. We wouldn't want to pass that on to my nieces, and I surely hope niether of them decide to work there!
7. My child’s first word in English was:
8. My child’s first non-English word was:
Number 7 & 8 Doesn't apply to me. Wow! Look how not having kids saved me time here!
9. The non-English word/phrase most used in my home is:
"Hola", as in AssHola!!!!!!
10. One thing I love about being a parent is:
See number 2 , 7 & 8!
11. One thing I hate about being a parent is:
See number 2 , 7 & 8! Wow...this is getting easier and easier!
12. To me, being an anti-racist parent means:
Teaching your child that we are not all created equal, but we all have equal opportunities!
There are people who will have more and there are people who will have less so live with it! And always remember the world does not revolve around you!!!!!!!!
When you notice other people’s differences, strengths, and weaknesses; concentrate on their strengths, and forgive their weaknesses.
I believe we as humans are racist by nature. We tend to notice other cultures weaknesses, more than their strengths. We're just like the media in that aspect, good news just isn't news, but bad news is good for business or gossip in our case!
Now, all that leads me to this.........
I don't like having to defend myself from being a racist! It seems to me that the ones hollering racist are more of a racist than I am.
I don't know what to call them? If I call them "they", then I'm a racist?
So, here goes something to ponder; how do you tell your child why "they" have Black Miss America, but "they" don't have White Miss America, or Jewish Miss America, or Puerto Rican Miss America?
How do you tell your child why "they" have Black MTV, but not White MTV, or Jewish MTV, or Puerto Rican MTV?
Why do I have to defend myself from using the "They" word?
Why is it racist to be white?