I honestly don’t understand what is going on in the world today. How in the hell is it 2018 and racism is still a real, live thing? Let me tell you something that I don’t understand. And let me go ahead and warn you now, this will most likely be an “offensive” post, therefore if you get your panties in a bunch over a few choice words, you may not want to read much further.
African Americans hate the word “nigga”. But if you pay attention, they only get offended when the word is used from people of other color. So if a Caucasian were to say “what’s up my nigga”, fists are being thrown, bullets are flying. Somebody is getting fucked up. But when an African American calls another African American the same exact thing, it’s considered a term of endearment. My question is why? Why is it offensive for one and not the other? If it’s a derogatory word, and in my own personal opinion it is, why are we using it at all? Bottom line here is it’s not tolerable in ANY circumstance. It’s ignorant. We are all people. We are all the same. So why do we do things that divide us even more than what society is already doing to us? I’m not going to sit here and spew the pageant speech about wanting world peace, but our country is already in shambles. We should be coming together to overcome our past and joining forces to give us a better future. I honestly hate the divide. It’s literally a race war. One thing that really irritates me is old white people. I had a customer the other day come in and talk about all the “niggers”. It was so fucking offensive. I sat there not saying anything for as long as I could until I just couldn’t anymore. I may have blown up a tad bit, and that’s my fault for even letting him get a word in after he said that word. But you can’t hate an entire race because you had a confrontation with one individual. Do we not remember fucking Hitler people?
I know what many of you reading this are thinking. Here’s this entitled white bitch who doesn’t know shit. But let me tell you something. I grew up in a neighborhood where there were 3 white families in a 5 mile radius. We were fucking poor as shit. There were 8 of us living in a 2 bedroom half a double and we ate one meal a week. Yes, my grandparents couldn’t afford to cook every single day. So he made enough food in one day for us to last an entire week. I got free meals in school and eventually we were able to be approved for foodstamps. I wore the same shoes for school 3 years in a row even though my toes were scrunched at the top because they didn’t fit and ALL of my school clothes had holes in them. I brought roseart colors to school when everyone else had crayola, we never had a Christmas tree and my one present every year was mega blocks instead of legos. People look at me and think that just because I’m white I had it all, that I don’t know what it’s like to struggle. And it really pisses me off.
With us killing each other and judging one another, it reminds me that we are our own enemies and leads me to the question that I ask myself daily.
If we stay on the path that we are currently on, with us killing each other and caging people into certain categories, is our freedom really “free”?