one of the things that i find out more often of white racial identity is that white identifying PoC tend to see themselves in non-racial terms. this perception of whiteness as “normal” distances all other groups and reinforces the power relationships that have been imbedded in U.S. society since colonial days.
for example, in everyday conversations, whites often mention the race of non-whites, even when racial identities are not relevant to the story. for example, a white american might say, “this black guy asked me for directions to city hall,” identifying race even though it plays no particular role in the experience. when people are not identified by their race (“This guy asked me for directions to city hall.”), the assumption is that they are white: people who need not further description.
the one shitty thing w/ an extended family that doesn’t know or even care to know our ancestors history — is that there are even more people around to say some of the most bigoted nationalist shit and not even get what the fuck is so wrong with that. and unfortunately — more people to invalidate my experience or others dear to me.
my cousin smoke is out of summer camp and is posted up in a clean and sober living place nearby. i’m happy for him and told him i wish him the best. but he sounds kinda depressed and lonely. i feel bad for him even if he was a piece of shit and burnt some major bridges in our family. but really i don’t care about that and i do have major love for him like i do with other fuckers in my family. i told him that i will go visit him soon and i promise that i wouldn’t say anything fucked up about the shit he’s done. i only want the best for him. and show love for him. and continue to pray that maybe one day things will better for him and that others in my family will learn to forgive him. and then when things are better- him and i can box - because i still want to kick his ass for the shit he’s gotten himself into..but than again he’ll likely knock me out.
i would like to also point out that one was unarmed when he was shot to death by a police officer who stopped him for walking in the street after *allegedly stealing some cigars* —- while the other was taken alive after allegedly setting off a fucking deadly bomb at the finish line of the Boston Marathon, killing a police officer, than engaging in a major shootout with all kinds of other police officers, and requiring a full-scale FBI most wanted manhunt.
“Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made, or by dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused.”