In my life, (mostly-since high-school), I've had to cut people out of my existence; for behaviors and/or mindsets that I found to be anti-life. I gave groups (jocks, gangsters, bikers, 80s-metalheads, etc.) three-strikes, but saw that there was always some underlying "evil" that they had, that connected them to the other fucked-up groups.
Since about 2011, when I started really speaking out about White-responsibility; i find that of the 100-or-so "Cool"-people, who are also White, there are only 7 or so that still talk to me.
The rest all followed the same script of, hitting-me with logical-fallacies, in an attempt to hold onto both; me, and, Whiteness.
But when they saw, that I would counter their fallacies with facts; they all, "suddenly", got angry, and indignant; hitting me with an ultimatum to shut-up.
That instant-"click" that they made, over to an unreasoning-monster, let me realize how so many thousands of (otherwise-kind-and reasonable) White-People, could all gather-together, within a few hours time, with food; and happily share the spectacle of a black-person being slowly tortured-to-death...
Just like that.
I've seen that "click", happen in hundreds of White-Americans, over the course of 40-years of life.
In person, newscasts; and on-film and TV. The White-characters; who are faced with defending a Black-person, come right up to the edge of suggesting self-examination...
-then don't.
And then, (along with the white-audience) they silently pat-themselves on the back, for being "not-racist".
It's so strange that I can hold so many of these existential-realizations in my mind; fully-aware, not going insane...
while other people, don't,
won't
or
can't.
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