I feel quite betrayed at lately, because my coworker said I was racist. This hits me personally since it questions my integrity. I am white and I am not claiming to understand what it is to be black, but I can honestly say that I am not racist. Me not liking a person will never be because of where they came from or what they look like. It will always come from the way they treat me/others and their integrity. I am hurt by this, because I thought this girl and I were friends and I really liked that I could always talk to her.
Here are my thoughts:
- Just because you’re white, doesn’t mean you’re racist. It is completely unfair to be thought of as only having a racist agenda. I believe that this world is a richer place with the diversity that it contains as do many people of different ethnicities.
- I wish I could have pride in my European heritage, but if I voice that in public, I am automatically assumed to be discriminatory. My Irish/German/Portuguese roots are not something I should have to be ashamed of.
- I believe that claiming that someone is racist, is racist in itself. The people enduring (or that have endured) genuine racism cannot be focused on if everyone else is crying wolf.
- Realizing that the world is not against you will ease much of the racial tensions. Making excuses because you think everyone is discriminating against you does not make you the victim, it just makes you pathetic.
- Just for one day, I wish everyone could look exactly the same. I bet the world would not be as bright that day.
- I believe that much of the tension in the United States is imaginary racism. I am not applying this to every situation, but I think a lot of it could be cured if everyone opened up their minds a little bit.
