Before I get started… The reference for the title is in the last line of this article: What Will Future Humans Look Like?
A while back a friend of mine asked me if I was proud of who I am. Now normally this would be a very personal question. Am I proud of my accomplishments and goals and who I am right now, but we had been discussing race at that moment. Race is a fun topic with her because neither of us are overly protective of our race, and neither of us are racist so we aren’t trying to be offensive to each other. So we have occasionally talked about the ups and downs or our skin color. Like how I’m way more likely to get sunburned (as evidenced the weekend after our talk) than she is.
In that context being asked if I was proud was a foreign concept to me. I know that the idea of black pride is a big deal. My friend has confirmed that for me. For “ethnic” people (I would argue that since white people also have ethnicities the term ethnic for people with darker skin is ridiculous) having pride in their heritage is a huge deal. Not really the case with white people. In fact if someone uttered the phrase “white pride” it would sound like they needed an application to the KKK.
From childhood when race is talked about white people are the bad guys. The Europeans that ran around the world throwing out the natives and forcing them to become more European, slavery, the Jim Crow laws, all around us is evidence of the evil white people that have ruined the lives of dark skinned people for generations. So where is the pride?
For a long time it was actually shame. I was ashamed to be white for a very long time because I saw what white people had done in the past. I had seen what white people are doing now. Growing up near a reservation for Native Americans that also has a fairly high Mexican population meant I actually saw quite a bit of racially motivated hatred and I was ashamed.
Now, whites being racist is not the only racism I have witnessed. People are racist against whites as well. I got myself in a somewhat tense situation when I was in a predominantly black area and ended up offending a guy because I am white. That was the only reason. I was a white girl and he didn’t think I belonged there. I was actually there for an appointment, I had every reason and right to be there. I tried to keep going and not get into with him and his friends but he thought I needed to be taught something I guess (thankfully he was a verbal teacher).
I was then yelled at for being presumptuous for being in their area and after all the things my ancestors had done how dare I trespass, or something like that. I’m not so naive as to say I don’t have racist ancestors… I’m not so naive as to promise no one in my family right now is racist, but my family never had slaves in America. They were either here after the whole slavery thing or they lived in the wrong part of the country. Basically, thanks for the history lesson but while your family was enslaved in the South my ancestors were in various European countries killing each other; no racism necessary, just good old-fashioned hatred.
But more than that, I’m not racist. I don’t see skin color. Okay actually that is just a ridiculous statement because, I have eyes and, I can see someones skin color, but I don’t care enough for it to stick in my memory. I’ve had to stop and think about the answer to the question “she’s the black RA right?” “Um… Maybe? Erm… Yes! Yes, she is” BECAUSE I DON’T CARE. My performance has nothing to do with my skin color and I don’t expect yours to have anything to do with yours.
Want my respect? Treat me with respect. Want my friendship? Be a friend. You do your best and I’ll do mine and let’s judge on performance shall we?
So am I proud? No, I’m not. To be honest, I’m still ashamed. Not because I think white people are inherently evil racists (because again, White and not racist) but because now we allow people to be racist against us while we bow our heads in submission “I’m so sorry, we will do better. Yes please berate me for something that I had nothing to do with except sharing the same skin pigmentation as the perpetrator.”
I am sorry. Slavery is horrible, hate crimes are evil, judging someone because of the color of their skin is wrong. It is completely wrong. But I didn’t do it. Don’t treat me badly because I’m white and justify it with history. Treat me the way I treat you, as an independent entity not responsible for the sins of the past.
And what’s more, this defenseless “we are ashamed” approach actually fuels the fire for more racial hatred in the future. Because in the worst case scenario white people become oppressed because of the color of their skin. People can see this scenario, some people are very afraid of this scenario and the fear will drive them to do something extreme.
On the KKK’s official website they have a section where they are saying why people should join their political party. They say because things are getting bad enough that “white Christian Americans” will stop thinking about the violent past of the KKK. Instead “They will only stop to consider…”NO ONE is speaking out on behalf of my white Christian heritage and family…NO ONE but the Klan!”
And they are right; some people will think about that. Some people will lash out, some people will take it too far.
As technology advances the world becomes smaller. It is no longer about the evil white people forcing change. Change is happening everywhere spurred on by everyone who can spur. By sitting by passively and allowing it to appear that the only people who will stand up for the rights of white people is the KKK we are asking for trouble. By allowing racist jokes because “it’s all in fun” we are asking for trouble. By refusing to acknowledge skin color because it’s a taboo subject we are, you guessed it, asking for trouble. I am white I have black friends, I have brown friends, hell maybe I have yellow friends, and naming their color isn’t offensive it’s descriptive. We are all the same where it counts.