RE: Ok, so this happened...
June 21, 2017 at 12:28 am
(This post was last modified: June 21, 2017 at 12:29 am by Regina.)
My Mom told me about this one incident she saw (and she's not the most politically correct of people admittedly, so if she points this out you know it's fucked). Anyways she was in the queue at the supermarket, and somehow (I can't remember the how) a black guy had been cut out of the queue on the next till, and he only had like a couple small things he wanted to buy. So my Mom suggested to the woman in front that they let him go first since he'd only be quick, and then got "No I'm not letting him go first, he's black!". I don't know what happened then, a lot of awkwardness I'm assuming.
There was also a strange incident that happened when I was a little kid. I was out at the park with my grandfather, who had just come back from Malta at the time, so he was especially tanned and dark, and he was dark usually. This woman flatly came up to us and asked what he was doing with me, and where my parents were. Truthfully it probably was an odd sight, seeing what looked like this "Middle Eastern" looking old man with a blue eyed (and blonde too, at that point) little white boy. I guess at the centre of it there was a twisted good intention, she saw what looked to her like a man talking to a kid he wasn't related to, but the way she charged in aggressively was so forceful, it wasn't nice or respectful at all. It actually scared me and made me cry, if I'm remembering right.
At the time the whole thing had confused me, because I think being so young I didn't know about "race" and how people see things. I don't think I even realised it was about how he looked then, she was just a mean angry lady, it was more something that dawned on me in hindsight and having spoken about it with my Dad.
There was also a strange incident that happened when I was a little kid. I was out at the park with my grandfather, who had just come back from Malta at the time, so he was especially tanned and dark, and he was dark usually. This woman flatly came up to us and asked what he was doing with me, and where my parents were. Truthfully it probably was an odd sight, seeing what looked like this "Middle Eastern" looking old man with a blue eyed (and blonde too, at that point) little white boy. I guess at the centre of it there was a twisted good intention, she saw what looked to her like a man talking to a kid he wasn't related to, but the way she charged in aggressively was so forceful, it wasn't nice or respectful at all. It actually scared me and made me cry, if I'm remembering right.
At the time the whole thing had confused me, because I think being so young I didn't know about "race" and how people see things. I don't think I even realised it was about how he looked then, she was just a mean angry lady, it was more something that dawned on me in hindsight and having spoken about it with my Dad.
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"Ironically like the nativist far-Right, which despises multiculturalism, but benefits from its ideas of difference to scapegoat the other and to promote its own white identity politics; these postmodernists, leftists, feminists and liberals also use multiculturalism, to side with the oppressor, by demanding respect and tolerance for oppression characterised as 'difference', no matter how intolerable." - Maryam Namazie
"Ironically like the nativist far-Right, which despises multiculturalism, but benefits from its ideas of difference to scapegoat the other and to promote its own white identity politics; these postmodernists, leftists, feminists and liberals also use multiculturalism, to side with the oppressor, by demanding respect and tolerance for oppression characterised as 'difference', no matter how intolerable." - Maryam Namazie
