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[AHK_Hero]

(I should preface this story by saying I was born in the States, but my parents are African immigrants. I grew up in a nearly all white neighborhood.)

I was about 5 or 6 or so and my mother was watching some court proceedings on TV. I wandered into the living room while a lawyer was speaking about an ongoing case.

"The defendant proceeded to use the 'n-word' several times while interacting with the plaintiff."

My mom shut off the TV when she realized I was listening.

"What's the 'n-word'? I asked.

My mother didn't meet my gaze and ignored me.

"Go play." she said.

Later my older brother told me about the word nigger, and what it used to be used for.

As a kid who loved making new friends, I was very confused about how someone could apparently dislike me without getting to know me first, or insult me because my skin was brown. I remembered that the kids at school were fascinated by my hair and always wanted to touch it, and they would look at the palms of my hands and ask me why they weren't the same color.

"If I flipped you upside down I could clean the floor!", one kid used to say.

Even when I heard those things before it never dawned on me until that moment that I was different from them, and they had all clearly noticed. I then understood that I was black and the whole world would perceive me as such.

Kids are just curious though, I don't hold any ill will.

 

[neojubei]

This story isn't the first time I realized I was black, but the first time i realized the gay community is racist as heck.

When i was in high school i use to go to a gay youth group. It really took a lot of courage for me to go since i was not out to anyone and afraid to talk about anything gay. I found the gay youth group in a gay newspaper and finally after weeks of mulling it over decided to go. It was a small group 10 people including me and the consular that ran the group however the majority were white guys. There was one Asian guy who i recognized as a kid who went to my sister's high school and 2 other Black guys which one of them was super creepy and weird and turned out to be a child rapist and killer.

The Asian kid whom i had a huge crush on was pretty much into white guys only and mostly hanged out with the white guys there however him and i would take the same train home so we got to know each other. One day him and the gay white kids plan to go to the mall, the Asian kid invites me so i tag along since i have no gay friends and i was trying my best. All of us go into a clothing store, no one i mean no one is talking to me, even the Asian guy. I browse the store by myself and then noticed everyone is gone from the store. I look around the store and mall and everyone is gone, so I go home. After the next gay youth group meeting on the train home the Asian kid tells me the gay white dudes are not into Black guys and that he was sorry they left me. It pissed me off how f-d up those whites kids were and even how the Asian kid worshiped them because they are white. it was then i started to notice how racially divided the gay community is.

 

[Cocaloch]

My favorite author, explains this sort of hate quite eloquently. Basically, in order for one culture to rationalize their horrific enslavement of another culture they must dehumanized the enslaved culture. They must see the enslaved culture as less then human. They must jump through these psychological hoops in order to rationalize the atrocities they commit. The hate comes from this. ��

I think this is too simplistic. Cultures have enslaved other cultures before without all the shit that's followed it up in the American context. It's probably more historically contingent, having arising with the contradiction in the growing enlightenment ideas of universality and liberality in a slave holding society and the social and political pressure to produce a hierarchy in a place lacking the traditional aristocratic class.

 

[Skilletor]

Outside of that weird first post, I'm kinda confused about what the point of this is. I saw stories posted on the internet about people saying when they realized they were black and didn't buy into what I figure is an attempt at garnering empathy.

Maybe I find it corny. Not sure.

I'd rather folks talk about how they got singled out because they were black instead of treating it like some sort of transcendental stuff.

It is transcendental. It showed me that I have to operate differently within society. It saved me heartache (and caused it), it prevented fights, it educated me and put ideas in my head at a young age that I'm only able to put words to decades later.

 

[The Adder]

Grew up never not knowing. My mom had no intention of letting me. I got the twice as hard/half as much talk the my first day at school. I got "I don't like black people" from a classmate in 1st grade. I watched A Time to Kill in theatres when I was 7 and nothing needed explaining.

 

[Palmer_v1]

Feels like it's mostly confirmation bias. Black kid in your town commits a crime because he's a savage thug. White kid is just a misguided youth. You just keep hearing shit like that.

Your shitty life in your shitty little town is somebodies fault, so why not blame it on that black family down the street who are driving down the worth of your property, etc.

There's always an Other to blame.

Edit: This is to answer why it's so easy for some white people to be unapologetically racist.

 

[pigeon interrupted]

My favorite author, explains this sort of hate quite eloquently. Basically, in order for one culture to rationalize their horrific enslavement of another culture they must dehumanized the enslaved culture. They must see the enslaved culture as less then human. They must jump through these psychological hoops in order to rationalize the atrocities they commit. The hate comes from this.

I would be interested to know the name of the author. I follow the logic but it assumes that they all have a conscience when it comes to slavery-many don't, in my experience. They carry forward discrimination simply because they can. I think it may have something to do with people wanting to be special in the eyes of themselves and their Gods. My God is superior, my religion is superior, my skin colour is superior, my achievments are superior:we are Gods special favourites. I think it's a lot about prolonging the addictive feeling of "knowing" you are better than somebody else and also continuing to profit from their suffering in anyway and everyway possible.

I was around 8 when I found out I wasn't white. The first time I was reduced to pigment. It burns deep and long. What is it with that age, lol. I can't pretend to know the experience of being black but I have the experience of being victimised and isolated for being half south east asian. My friend was boasting about how great his first gf was and how I should meet her. This went on for weeks. Got a bus to her village, we walk up to her and the first thing out of her mouth was "Why did you bring this chinky up here with you?" Nice girl. Still burns Anyway, sorry for the derail--happy bhm guys n gals.

 

[uncelestial]

My favorite author, explains this sort of hate quite eloquently. Basically, in order for one culture to rationalize their horrific enslavement of another culture they must dehumanized the enslaved culture. They must see the enslaved culture as less then human. They must jump through these psychological hoops in order to rationalize the atrocities they commit. The hate comes from this.

To this I would add this quote of LBJ's:

"If you can convince the lowest white man he's better than the best colored man, he won't notice you're picking his pocket. Hell, give him somebody to look down on, and he'll empty his pockets for you."

It's useful for white people's egos to believe that they are better than someone. They can simultaneously congratulate themselves for being "tolerant" and for being "superior." When these self-congratulations are jeopardized by criticism, that's when white fragility happens; a crack in their self-worth is appearing.

 

[John Rabbit]

Feels like it's mostly confirmation bias. Black kid in your town commits a crime because he's a savage thug. White kid is just a misguided youth. You just keep hearing shit like that.

Your shitty life in your shitty little town is somebodies fault, so why not blame it on that black family down the street who are driving down the worth of your property, etc.

There's always an Other to blame.

Edit: This is to answer why it's so easy for some white people to be unapologetically racist.

As a straight, white male who grew up with liberal-leaning if mostly apolitical parents in a predominately white, middle-upper-class suburban enclave, I can tell you all of my prejudices and pre-conceived notions about black people (really any POC) came almost entirely from media (news, movies, games, etc). Those notions/message only got stronger as I got into high school. I was never taught by my parents to hate POC, but I wasn't exactly taught to treat them fairly or made to understand them either. I guess what I mean to say is that like me, a lot of other whites likely grew up in an environment where the issue of race was largely ignored or dealt with outright apathy. That's not an excuse though.

 

[spindashing]

Kindergarten.

The teacher thought it would be cute to pair us all up to get married. There was a white girl I was friends with the most there and I wanted to marry her, not really understanding the whole thing but out of everyone I was the coolest with her. A white kid I guess had a crush on her so he stopped me saying, "You can't marry her! You're black!"

I didn't really know what to say there, but thankfully the teacher heard and reprimanded him.

That was my first indication that I was different, as silly as it may be. I grew up in a majorly mixed elementary school/junior high school so these feelings wouldn't resurface until I went to a predominantly white highschool.

 

[Kthulhu]

When I was 7 or 8 i got invited to a classmate's birthday party. I was so excited, when we got there, there was confederate flags hanging up in a wooded area with balloons and party stuff. Everyone was looking at us and you could hear a pin drop. My mom dropped the present on the table and said we had to go. Then we had a long talk in the car on the ride home

WTF?! You serious?

That sounds like something from a Marlin Wayans movie.

 

[Kave_Man]

I was about 10 or 11 years old doing my newspaper route. Stack of papers in my arms going home to home putting them in the mailboxes. Near the end of my route I noticed a cop car started slowly following me as I went house to house. After about 5-6 houses the cop car finally stopped at the base of the driveway I was at.

Two cops then get out of the car and walk towards me. With the newspapers still in my arms one cop shines a flashlight right in my face point blank while the other one starts asking me "what are you doing here?"

I explained to him I was doing my paper route. He looked at his partner then took out a notepad. He then asked me what my name was, where I lived, and again what I was doing there. I answered the questions and after I told them again I was doing my newspaper route the one with the flashlight then yells at me "oh yeah? What's all that shit in your pocket?" I told him it was candy and paper, they then told me to empty my pockets, so I put down my newspapers and did so to show them.

They wrote down some more things and then told me "okay we'll let you go then". They sat in their car and watched me finish off my paper route before driving off.

I didn't really understand what had happened so when I got home I told my mom and she got super upset and had to sit me down and explain what had happened and that I didn't do anything wrong.

 

[PRBoricua]

Not black, but I can definitely relate. My father is Puerto Rican and my mother is white.

I was five or six years old at the time, and I was on a walk with my grandmother (on my mom's side) around her neighborhood.

A lady who lived a few houses down from my grandmother, but who had never met me said to my grandmother "hey Shirley, what're you doing with that nigger baby?"

Didn't know what that word meant at the time, but my grandma went nuclear on her. After that, we had the talk about race.

 

[Slayven]

WTF?! You serious?

That sounds like something from a Marlin Wayans movie.

As a heart attack, Georgia can be a trip some times

 

[NipplesAndToes23]

I'm not actually sure for me.

WTF?! You serious?

That sounds like something from a Marlin Wayans movie.

Something similar happened to me in college. Was walking towards the lounge area a group of my all white class were talking and this one girl I was thinking about talking to was talking about how her father was in the KKK. I walked in right when they started laughing and then everyone stopped and looked at me. I turned around and walked the other way.

 

[Moosichu]

Reading this stuff is heart breaking.

There is a lot you hear from "the other side", so to speak, from people who are too cowardly to express their racism in public. I try my best to call them out on it.

What's interesting is thinking back on things adults said when you were younger, but realising the implications of it when you are older. It's the same with homophobia, transphobia and sexism as well, I've heard people say horrible things because they think "I am with them".

 

[Malyse]

I'm not actually sure for me.



Something similar happened to me in college. Was walking towards the lounge area a group of my all white class were talking and this one girl I was thinking about talking to was talking about how her father was in the KKK. I walked in right when they started laughing and then everyone stopped and looked at me. I turned around and walked the other way.

What's more fun is when they think you won't mind them talking about stuff like that. "You won't get offended, right?"
🙃

 

[Ghgghggh]

Hey all! For those wondering the book is A Culture ofnMake Believe, author Derrick Jensen.

 

[Glendemonium]

When I was 7 or 8 i got invited to a classmate's birthday party. I was so excited, when we got there, there was confederate flags hanging up in a wooded area with balloons and party stuff. Everyone was looking at us and you could hear a pin drop. My mom dropped the present on the table and said we had to go. Then we had a long talk in the car on the ride home

Holy. Shit. That had to be scary.

My moment was in second grade, this girl (who grew up to look like the mom from Honey Boo Boo, she was already poor fat trailer trash) made it her top priority to make fun of me regularly. One day she finally came up to me and told me that "My daddy tells me all blacks are n*****s, that's what you are!" And she was so excited even started singing the song, had other kids laugh with her at me. Teacher tried to pretend not to hear until the principal was in earshot. I was 7 at the time, not knowing what that word meant so I asked my dad... lets just say, he flipped his shit and since then my childhood would never be "normal".

 

[archangelmorph]

Not American so take from this what you will...

My upbringing was kinda all over the place...

Born to African migrant parents who moved to the UK before I was born. They were students around the time my mom got pregnant with me and my twin bro and as soon as we arrived, we got shipped off to the home of a white, elderly english couple to be looked after as a temporary thing until my parents got their shit in-order.

Well that never happened and we pretty much grew up there.

Being black identical twins in a small, rural, all-white british town in the 80s was weird as hell but it had its qualities. Racism was a very different beast to the kind of insidious stuff you guys get in the US. We got it largely from a minority of really poor, ignorant families and kids mostly. Thankfully it was rarely condoned generally or given a free pass when we called it out. Also helped that my white folks were militant as hell when it came to chasing down justice when people tried it on us. We learned quickly to fight back too as a result relatively early on.

My 1st experience with this though would be being in the canteen, maybe 6 or 7 years old, and some nuisance chav comes over to us and starts saying "Yer paki! yer packi! Go back to India!". Gives you a sense for the level of ignorance these brats were operating under...

1st experience of honest-to-god, legit racism in the UK was actually much much later. Myself and my wife attended an antiques exhibition in Mayfair on one of our weekly date-nights. Just an opportunity to check out some of the amazing private collections on show and learn more about their history etc. Given how international most of pieces were in terms of their origins, we were generally shocked to find the entire air of the venue became almost frozen with discomfort the moment we walked in. Every where we walked we had security guards following us and visitors eyes all over us. By the time wed spent 15 mins in the food court and endured nearly everyone around us' eyes constantly glancing over at us, we'd pretty much had enough and decided to leave.

This was super unusual for us as London is generally really metropolitan and we'd never encountered this kind of behaviour even in the most affluent areas of the city. We put it down to the crowd being largely public school/aristocrat types.

Also we travel a lot, and even being way out in south-east asian rural towns and villages, with people who legit have never seen a real black person before, we got looks, but never anywhere near in the same way that we got that day, that made us feel so uncomfortable in our own skin.

 

[NipplesAndToes23]

The first time I realized I was unwelcome was around 5-6 years old. A combination of my mom warning me to keep my hands out of my pocket when we were in stores and classmates telling me to go back to Africa.

Whoo. My mom told me to keep my hands out of my pockets too in stores. Did your mama also tell you to always get a bag when buy something from the store?

What's more fun is when they think you won't mind them talking about stuff like that. "You won't get offended, right?"
🙃

Fortunately that never happened to me and I'd comeback with the smartassest of replies.

Not American so take from this what you will...

My upbringing was kinda all over the place...

Born to African migrant parents who moved to the UK before I was born. They were students around the time my mom got pregnant with me and my twin bro and as soon as we arrived, we got shipped off to the home of a white, elderly english couple to be looked after as a temporary thing until my parents got their shit in-order.

Well that never happened and we pretty much grew up there.

Being black identical twins in a small, rural, all-white british town in the 80s was weird as hell but it had its qualities. Racism was a very different beast to the kind of insidious stuff you guys get in the US. We got it largely from a minority of really poor, ignorant families and kids mostly. Thankfully it was rarely condoned generally or given a free pass when we called it out. Also helped that my white folks were militant as hell when it came to chasing down justice when people tried it on us. We learned quickly to fight back too as a result relatively early on.

My 1st experience with this though would be being in the canteen, maybe 6 or 7 years old, and some nuisance chav comes over to us and starts saying "Yer paki! yer packi! Go back to India!". Gives you a sense for the level of ignorance these brats were operating under...

1st experience of honest-to-god, legit racism in the UK was actually much much later. Myself and my wife attended an antiques exhibition in Mayfair on one of our weekly date-nights. Just an opportunity to check out some of the amazing private collections on show and learn more about their history etc. Given how international most of pieces were in terms of their origins, we were generally shocked to find the entire air of the venue became almost frozen with discomfort the moment we walked in. Every where we walked we had security guards following us and visitors eyes all over us. By the time wed spent 15 mins in the food court and endured nearly everyone around us' eyes constantly glancing over at us, we'd pretty much had enough and decided to leave.

This was super unusual for us as London is generally really metropolitan and we'd never encountered this kind of behaviour even in the most affluent areas of the city. We put it down to the crowd being largely public school/aristocrat types.

Also we travel a lot, and even being way out in south-east asian rural towns and villages, with people who legit have never seen a real black person before, we got looks, but never anywhere near in the same way that we got that day, that made us feel so uncomfortable in our own skin.

Whoo, I thought my experience in the South Park Mall in Charlotte was bad. My cousins and I did get followed around in all the stores, but I don't think bypassers paid us any attention.

 

[N.Domixis]

I am definitely not white and lived in a small all white red neck town in the middle of US. The number of minorities going through elementary to middle school could be counted on one hand. Surprisingly I never experienced any racism towards me. I have no idea how that happened.

 

[Aiustis]

I always knew I was black, group up with black pride and all that shit, but it was second grade that it really clicked.

In second grade I ended up at a n all white school for half a year. The girl I had to sit next to on the bus, Tammy, was this huge ass 5th grader that picked on me and hit all the time. I told the bus driver, but she wasn't any help. One day I hit her back and I got in trouble.


That same year, they had a student event for parents and students and I was sitting at a table minding my own business, being bored as hell. There was cake for the event, but I wasn't eating any because it looked like box cake and I don't eat box cake. A parent told the teacher "The nigger girl is eating all the cake"

 

[Gordon Shumway]

Always thought my color was kit Kat..😁

When I moved with my dad to the Redlands (Florida)..super white rednecks, bit of klan, and barely any black folks. First time I heard the word nigger in my life. I was 1 of 4 black kids in the elementary school..the others being my step brother and sister, and a kid fresh from Haiti.

Me being the biggest, I'd run into every fight (or more like jumping/ganging up) the other three would be in. Go to the office. See the principle. He'd send me back to class and suspend the rest. At one point my classroom was literally half empty..they eventually implemented indoor suspension because shit was just getting ridiculous.

They wrecked my little brother, tore my sister's hair out, left the Haitian kid bloody in the bathroom..real fun stuff. Took me a few years before I could deal with males of other races..the Cubans down there weren't the greatest either, unless they were pop's friends..

Fuck this place..

Yeah, I'm not sure if having an existential realization of your race is a commonly shared black experience, which is why I find this sort of discussion to be contrived.

Bye then..

 

[Big Baybee]

Short and simple, I was 6 years old and this trio of Vietnamese kids who would normally play overnin my yard invited me to their house to play Super Mario World. Their mom came home and even though she was speaking another language, I clearly understood the message she was getting across. They told me I had to leave and wasn't allowed to be in their house at any time. I stayed cool with them all the way through adulthood, but never went to their house again. Jokes on her tho, since they are the ones who grew up to be a bunch of fucking thugs lmao. I knew I was black before that, but I never knew it was a negative thing. This was also the same year David Duke ran for governor of Louisiana. So yeah.

 

[Gordon Shumway]

Short and simple, I was 6 years old and this trio of Vietnamese kids who would normally play overnin my yard invited me to their house to play Super Mario World. Their mom came home and even though she was speaking another language, I clearly understood the message she was getting across. They told me I had to leave and wasn't allowed to be in their house at any time. I stayed cool with them all the way through adulthood, but never went to their house again. Jokes on her tho, since they are the ones who grew up to be a bunch of fucking thugs lmao. I knew I was black before that, but I never knew it was a negative thing. This was also the same year David Duke ran for governor of Louisiana. So yeah.

This is always my favorite. I'm the only dude in the neighborhood I grew up in who's never seen a cell. I'm talking teachers, attorneys, COs, LEOs, niggas on K st..but nah, don't play with that nigger lol..fuck bitches..

 

[Snowybreak]

Not about getting sympathy. About letting people know our experiences

Not sympathy, no. But empathy. Understanding and trying to connect.

It's something I've been working on with myself (I'm white). I'm doing my best to expand my understanding of the problems that people of color face in this day and age. The only issue I have to deal with is homophobia, which has diminished over time, but is still there in bits and pieces.

So I love reading threads like this, it gives me a look at things I normally would have never thought about.

So I try to empathize, understand, and change myself.

 

[MaximumSpider]

When I was 7 or 8 i got invited to a classmate's birthday party. I was so excited, when we got there, there was confederate flags hanging up in a wooded area with balloons and party stuff. Everyone was looking at us and you could hear a pin drop. My mom dropped the present on the table and said we had to go. Then we had a long talk in the car on the ride home

My heart dropped reading this.

 

[trixx]

I always sort of knew to be honest. Growing up I was engulfed with my culture and aware from distinctions in culture at a young age. Wake-up call? Can't recall an incident per say as there have been so many to be honest, but I feel that middle school and high school things became way more apparent and it wasn't just interactions with other students. In fact generally from the interactions i had with teachers. Tons of disrespect, blaming, embarrassment, them defining how smart I was and suggesting I go to easier classes etc..

Now I will admit that I wasn't the greatest but I certainly wasn't the worse either, no where near.

To this day I don't like teachers, period. I mean I had some good teachers but for the most part screw em, and if I ever get kids, I'm definitely going to take seriously their qualms and also do my part in educating them as well as building up confidence in their abilities.

I remember one substitute teacher described one of my friends as "you people and your rap music", what a day

 

[aquavelva]

White supremacy is synonymous with white culture? You for real?

Open up a history book and you will see that white people went around the planet subjugating non white people for the last 500 years. They went around the globe talking about the supremecy of the white race and that it was the white man's burden to "civilize" non white people.

Let's not pretend white supremacy isn't synonymous with white culture, because all the evidence shows that it is. It's in the media, it's in the art, it's in the laws, and it's an integral part of white society.

 

[aquavelva]

Wow dude. Way to destroy a great OP.



Goddamn dude. That's horrifying.

The OP is about black people being subject to systematic white supremacy. How did me asking white people to explain why white supremacy exists destroy the OP?

 

[Massive Duck. C.M.]

The OP is about black people being subject to systematic white supremacy. How did me asking white people to explain why white supremacy exists destroy the OP?

You tried to to turn the thread into a slapfight, and you got a few bites

you're not slick

 

[lightskintwin]

As a heart attack, Georgia can be a trip some times

What part of Georgia?

 

[aquavelva]

My favorite author, explains this sort of hate quite eloquently. Basically, in order for one culture to rationalize their horrific enslavement of another culture they must dehumanized the enslaved culture. They must see the enslaved culture as less then human. They must jump through these psychological hoops in order to rationalize the atrocities they commit. The hate comes from this. 😞

If that's the explanation, then explain why white people did that to every culture on the planet over the last 500 years? White people came to the Caribbean and comited acts of genocide against the Taino indians. They went to East Asia and oppressed the East Indians. They went into Africa in the 15th and 16th century and comitted unspeakable acts of genocide against the people of the Congo.

None of those groups were enslaved by the white supremacists, but they they still displayed inhumane acts of barbarism to these people

 

[andthebeatgoeson]

I was outside playing. I had to have been 3 or 4. Little blond white girl sang a song: 'nigger knots and BB shots and little baby astronauts'.

Of course i didn't know what the fuck out was but it sounded nice. It has a nice melody. So i went inside later that day and sung it. My mom told me not to. I just remember feeling confused. She just told me not to say it. I vividly remember the time, the girl and my mom's reaction.

And feeling like a dope later.

 

[Wiseblade]

I didn't need a watershed moment of blatant discrimination to show me the way the state of the world. I kind of always noticed, but I guess being called "one of the good ones" would quickly bring it into focus.

 

[aquavelva]

You tried to to turn the thread into a slapfight, and you got a few bites

you're not slick

I'm trying to get white people to explain why they have such hatred towards black people, why you refuse to answer the question is the reason the system of white supremacy exists.

The only ones who aren't slick are all the white gaffers who ignore the question.

What is the cause of white racism and why does it exist? Can you answer that question as a white person or will you deflect and pretend systematic white supremacy doesn't exist?

 

[aquavelva]

This is my favorite month of the year

That means absolutely nothing in a system of white supremacy

 

[Caelus]

When I was 7 or 8 i got invited to a classmate's birthday party. I was so excited, when we got there, there was confederate flags hanging up in a wooded area with balloons and party stuff. Everyone was looking at us and you could hear a pin drop. My mom dropped the present on the table and said we had to go. Then we had a long talk in the car on the ride home

My heart sunk. Fuck the Confederate Flag, I wish I could burn every instance of it. My heart soared when I saw that video of the black woman who ripped it off the flagpole. A flag of cowardice, treason, and racism. Fuck everyone who supports it to this day.

 

[Captin Quacker]

fortunately my brother shielded me from most of it when I was younger, didn't stop me from seeing it of course, the way the cops tried there best to provoke, hell damn near anytime they found him he was automatically in handcuffs. if they were really feelin frisky they'd haul him away for a couple of hours, simply because they were bored and could

 

[ChouGoku]

I grew up in a mostly white area but I never got anything too crazy. Getting followed and accused of stealing in stores happened a few times, also I remember my black, latino friends, and I got kicked out of luv sac, and then the guy tired to move us from standing in front of the store while we were trying to talk to some girls. All that happened while he said nothing to my white friend. However, even then its not that out here. Nobody has even screamed nigger to me from their car in a while. I used to get pulled over a lot and even then most of my cop experiences have been good.

 

[uncredited male]

Can you answer that question as a white person or will you deflect and pretend systematic white supremacy doesn't exist?

I don't think they can answer that question as a white person.

 

[Vengal]

<-Not black, Half-Iranian/Half-white

Apparently in the town I grew up in the KKK was active in the 80s. One night my dad went out with one of his coworkers after work, his coworker was a naturalized citizen from Nigeria and had no major knowledge of what the KKK was; across the street from a bar my dad liked was a scrap yard and it had a big white banner saying "KKK Neighborhood BBQ, some welcome". My Dad's coworker commented on how the BBQ smelled pretty good wafting in the air and if they should go be good neighbors and say hello. Our families lived in a development about a 5 minute walk from this scrap yard so why not right? So my dad had to explain what the KKK was to his coworker that night.

World is a wild and fucked up place. I'm not sure if its a bright side that the scrap yard is gone now because i'm guessing the KKK owners sold it to the current condo developers for $$$.

 

[Massive Duck. C.M.]

Can you answer that question as a white person or will you deflect and pretend systematic white supremacy doesn't exist?

loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool

 

[Malyse]

The OP is about black people being subject to systematic white supremacy. How did me asking white people to explain why white supremacy exists destroy the OP?

Post this from your real account.

Holy shit the stories in this thread are heartbreaking.

Black people are the bottom tier minority. I guarantee that pretty much every black person you've met has a similar story. And if they don't they eventually will.

My heart sunk. Fuck the Confederate Flag, I wish I could burn every instance of it. My heart soared when I saw that video of the black woman who ripped it off the flagpole. A flag of cowardice, treason, and racism. Fuck everyone who supports it to this day.

Fun fact: the confederate flag only really resurged in America as a response to the Civil Right movement.

 

[Kthulhu]

As a heart attack, Georgia can be a trip some times

I can't believe they'd do that for a birthday party. For a kid no less.

 

[Syder]

When I was about seven or eight years old, I was a very outgoing child and tended to spend most of my days outside running and playing with the other kids in the neighborhood. Before we went home each night, we would make plans to meet at one house or another for the next day's play. On this day, I asked my relatively new friend if we could play over his house tomorrow, but was told no because "my dad doesn't like black people". That was the first time I realized I was black.

I was on the opposite side of this and it still sucks. Growing up as a white kid in English suburbia I didn't meet all that many people that weren't white. Anyway, I would learn later that my grandfather had heard a black kid had joined my school and I'd made friends with him. I couldn't have been more than 7 or 8 and and he sits me down and asks if there are any 'coloureds' in my class. In an exchange that must have gone on for 20 minutes, he tries to explain the concept of other racial groups to me, in the most oblique and racist way possible. I was so confused and a little bit scared and it was my first experience of someone being racist. I wouldn't really think much of it until my teens when I truly understood how disgusting it was and I never really thought of him the same way.

 

[Matty77]

As a white guy it's never happened to me obviously but I have seen all kinds of fucked up things from other white people that have given me rude awakenings that my thought patterns are not typical.

Have seen this happen though and it's heartbreaking. the girl I almost married had a kid I was helping raise and one day out in public me her and the kid overheard a group saying some stuff calling him a monkey, wondering what was wrong with me to be with his mother and shit. College age kids in a college area. I lost my cool and almost got in a fight, thank god I didn't I was a local with a record and they were students from a rich kid fancy school.

That night she had a conversation with him as I kind of just sat there impotently silent with no shared experience to draw on.

I think that might have been one of the major turning points to where I am now in relation to activism and equality across the board.

 

[Tripolygon]

I'm trying to get white people to explain why they have such hatred towards black people, why you refuse to answer the question is the reason the system of white supremacy exists.

The only ones who aren't slick are all the white gaffers who ignore the question.

What is the cause of white racism and why does it exist? Can you answer that question as a white person or will you deflect and pretend systematic white supremacy doesn't exist?

Like literally nobody in this thread can honestly answer that question. I get the point you're trying to make but nobody can answer that question. You are asking white people in this thread to answer for what other white people have (are) done.

OMFG i have never used so many "white people" in a single sentence before.

First time I knew I was really black was about 2 to 3 years ago when this girl I've been doing the nasty with and we both liked each other, told me we couldn't date because her parents believed black and white people shouldn't mix, something something the bible says. Yes, I live in the South. Upside if there is any to the story is, she no longer pins it on bible says, and now recognizes that her parents are racist.

 

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