I’m not allowed to feel upset without being told to leave the country I was born in.
I’m not allowed to ask for fair and equal treatment without someone jumping in trying to shut me up.
I’m not allowed to point out anything that the majority is doing is wrong without them trying to deflect the blame and mitigate the issue
I’m not allowed to cry, to mourn, to express my frustrations at any of this and be given the time of day.
I’m not allowed to ask them to think of how I feel when their own feelings, in the real world, are constantly prioritized.
if this is not oppression, then what is it?
A very good definition of privilege.
H/T Shane B. Bernard!
They are so talented. And furthermore, WELP! File this under TRUTH DOT COM.
This is a resource post for all the Good White Person™s out there. You know, the ones who say things like “It’s not my fault I’m white! Don’t generalize white people!”, or “I’m appreciating your culture! You should be proud!”, or “Why do you hate all white people, look I’m a special snowflake who’s not racist give me an award for meeting the minimum requirements for being a decent human being”.
Well, if you are actually interested in understanding racism and how it ties into cultural appropriation, please read instead of endlessly badgering PoCs on tumblr with your cliched, unoriginal arguments and repeating the same questions over and over.
On White Privilege
aka don’t blame me just because I’m white:
- It’s Not My Fault I Was Born White: Basics of White Privilege x
- Racial Divide x
- Endless Examples of White Privilege x
- You Cannot Know What It’s Like To Be A Racial Minority x
- Intersectional Feminism x
- White Privilege Does Not Mean White People Have Perfect Lives x
- White Privilege and White Supremacy: A Presentation x
- You Will Never Experience Racism x
- Understanding White Privilege x
- White Privilege and Double Standards x
- Systematic White Ignorance x
- The Invisibility of White Privilege x
- The Luxury of White Privilege x
- White Privilege: The Harry Potter Analogy x
- Privilege Denial Bingo x
- Privilege and Cost x
- Check Your Privilege 101 x
- Whiteness x
- Whiteness is Not A Culture x
- White Privilege and Racism x
- Deeply Embarrassed White People Talk About Race x
- When White Anti Racists Talk About ~Their Struggle~ x
- White Privilege As A System x
On Reverse Racism
aka you are being racist against white people:
- Are White People Racially Oppressed x
- White People, the new Racial Minority x
- People Don’t Value Pale Skin!! x
- There Is No Such Thing As Reverse Racism x
- Racism vs. Not Racism x
- But White People Are Discriminated Against In Foreign Countries x
- The Myth of Reverse Racism: Why Cracker is Not N**** x
- Satire: A Step Wise Guide on Being Reverse Racist x
- Racism Against White People vs. Racism Against POCs x
On Cultural Appropriation
aka I’m just appreciating your culture:
- The Basics x
- Identifying Appropriation x
- But When We Wear It … x
- Why Can’t I Wear It (Hipster Headdresses) x
- Not Yours x
- If You Take The Bindi x
- White People Do It Better x
- Multiculturalism and Appropriation x
- Cultural Appropriation and Portrayals In Print Media x
- Diminishing the Cultural Significance of the Bindi x
- The Cultural Appropriation Bingo x
- Why We’re Fed Up of Your Responses x
- Identities Are Not Costumes x
- Hinduism And Appropriation x
- Religion and Privilege x
- Bindis Are Cool x
- Exotic India x
- What’s Wrong With Cultural Appropriation x
- Racism, Bindis and Ganesh Tattoos x
- BUT YOU’RE SPEAKING ENGLISH! x
- Cultural Appropriation Trolls x
- Guide to Being An Appropriating Douchefuck x
- New Age ~Culture Mixing~ x
- In case you’re tired of the prose, here’s poetry x
- Why You Shouldn’t Wear A Bindi x
- Appropriating and Sharing x
- Our Culture is A Punchline Until It’s a Trend x
- Homage Or Insult x
- Tattoos and Appropriation x
- Bollywood is Not Synonymous With Indian x
- College Party Costumes and Stereotypes x
- Dotheads x
- Bindis and Racist Humour x
- Hindu Iconography x
- Misuse of Hindu Iconography x
- Your Appreciation Doesn’t Help Us x
Assorted Vials of White Tears and Miscellaneous Antidotes
aka I can’t change that I’m white/not all whites are racist/we are all humans:
- Unoriginal Arguments Refuted x
- Quick Checklist: You Might Be Racist If x
- Your Opinion Isn’t Necessary x
- I’m Not Responsible For My Ancestors x
- The Kumbayah Myth x
- Proud to Be White x
- Good White Person x
- We Don’t Hate White People x
- Brutality of Colonialism And Why You Can’t Tell Us To Forget the Past x
- People Who Claim Not To See Race Are More Likely to Be Racist x
- All Races are Beautiful Said the White Girl x
- Race Blindness Is A Luxury x
- Well, You’re Racist For Calling Me Racist x
- I’ve Read About Its Significance, I Know What It Means
- Angry Because Someone Called You Racist x
- We’re Not All Like That x
- People Only Care About This Trivial Shit On The Internet x
- I Can’t Apologize for Being Born White, It’s Not My Fault x
- Why Can’t You Tell Me What I’m Doing Wrong x
- It’s Easy to Be Color Blind When You’re White x
- A Diagrammatic Guide To White Tears x
- Conversations I’m Sick Of Having With White People x
- Why Do You Hate White People x
- I’m Trying To Be Cultured x
- Sisyphean Conundrum x
- What is Your Problem x
- We Are All Human, We All Bleed Red x
- It’s Just A Bindi x
- How Not To Respond To Accusations of Racism x
- I’m Italian And 0.009% Native American x
- What White People Think Racism Means: A Venn Diagram x
- White Guilt x
- White Pride!!!111!!! x
- I Like *Insert Foreign Country* I Want To Live There x
- You Have So Much Hate, Fighting Fire With Fire Won’t Help x
- BooHoo, Don’t Call Me Racist x
- Not Everything Ended With Your Ancestors x
- The Racist Reaction x
- I Don’t See Why That Is Racist x
- Crummy Apologies x
Okay. I agree. I’ve been socially conditioned not to notice racism and recognize my privilege. What can I do?
I don’t care about this bullshit; you’re making a big deal out of nothing, go home and delete your blog:
Why are white people so desperate to be oppressed?
I mean, I’m fucking grateful that I don’t get followed around stores, arrested, murdered, etc because of the way I look.
This isn’t the fucking oppression olympics.
Sometimes PoC have things to say that you can’t relate to.
I hate white privilege, but not because it keeps me from being discriminated against, good lord.
Whoever said this is really smart.
I have 5 days to come up with a gentle way of informing my roommate that I will not tolerate her abusing her white privilege in my general vicinity.
Classic example of Racism (White Supremacy) in the so-called mainstream media. The photo and its associated caption were released during the Hurricane Katrina aftermath, which often portrayed Victims of Racism as criminals and people classified as “white” as heroic survivors.
Hurricane Katrina was a colossal storm that ravaged the area of the world known as New Orleans, Louisiana in late August of 2005.
You know those white people that make all other white people look bad?
My condolences hat you have to share a race with him.
The term ‘cracker’ was not created to oppress us.
The term ‘cracker’ does not posses the force of centuries of ongoing oppression.
The term ‘cracker’ was not designed to force us into a position of inferiority.
The term ‘cracker’ does not dehumanize us.
The term ‘cracker’ was created to describe the oppression that we perpetuated; And when a white person upholds that oppressive ideology, they are crackers.
I mean I try applying my knowledge of how I assume somebody blinded with white privilege would justify Zimmerman’s actions. I don’t know why I did but I did. I honestly want to believe that this shit isn’t real life. I want to believe my white “friends” when they say, “we don’t what was thinking.” But he said it himself. I believes that God entitled him to take another innocent human beings life. And this isn’t just some random nut job that everyone is disagreeing. People are coming out the woodworks to defend this monster. And there are millions more like him. And hundreds of people killing black people everyday and they’re not just getting away with it, they’re being called heroes. Fucking heroes.
I’m black. All the way, 100%, unmistakenly black, as in I can’t under any circumstance pass for anything other than black. Dark skin, full lips, full nose, kinky hair.
A nigger if you ever saw one.
Most of my family is like that. We’re all much darker than a paper bag, with the classic Western African features. People (see: white) are taught directly and indirectly to fear us, to hate us, to dehumanize us, to kill us. And to just brush it off.
I have an older cousin that’s an office manger, has a graduate degree and graduated at the top of his class. My big sister is studying to be a doctor. My younger cousin is at the top of his high school class (after skipping a grade) and already made up his mind about becoming a surgeon. My play (fictive kin) cousin is nine years. She is one of the most elegant, polite, genteel, and intelligence little girls you will ever met. Her mother had her at 19 and next summer her mother will have her nursing degree. All these people beautiful have to live their lives constantly at risk just because they were born the wrong color. We’re human too. But that part is always like it’s up for debate.
I’m going to be real with y’all, I’m scared. I’m scared for me, my family, I’m scared for every PoC in this nation. At any moment in my life if some racist decided to put a bullet in my head he’d have a good chance at of getting away with. (S)He’d come out a hero. I’d be just another slain wellfare queen or some shit AmeriKKKa would pin on me. The worst moment of my childhood was the day I came back from a pre-college program to dicover my younger male cousin had grown up. He’s 5’9, deep voice, facial hair. His best friend is 6’3, with dark brown skin (closer to mines). Two classic thug in the eyes of white America. I fear for them everyday of my life because I know both of them good people (goofy as hell and gentle as lambs) but people will always see them as threats no matter what. And shit like that breaks my heart.
This whole Daniel Tosh/Laci Green fuckery are just additional reasons for me to hate white people until they’re proven human. So fuck you whities
During my senior year in high school my class went on our last retreat. The retreat was fun we played games, talked about feelings, etc. normal catholic school retreat shit. And a lot of our teachers and students made speeches and junk (mines was quite frankly the best speech I ever pulled out of ass at the last second). And then it came time for principal to make her speech. She cool and all but damn that lady can talk fivever but that’s not my point. The purpose of everyone’s story is to inspire us and give us life advice and such. She told us the story of how her father came to Cleveland. He was from Slovenia right before it became Yugoslavia. He left in the middle of a civil war and his entire family had been killed and he was only 18. He arrived in New York didn’t speak a lick of English, had like 30 bucks (in back then money it was like 1930’s/1920’s), and the clothles on his back. He decided to go to Cleveland because he heard a lot of Slovenian immigrants lived there and they even had a church. He arrives in Cleveland at like 2 in the morning. He lost, he’s broke, he doesn’t speak English, he’s alone, he’s in a brand new place, he’s only been in America for like a week or so and this is only the second city he’s seen in his entire life (used to farm life). But then a police officer notices he looks scared and decides to helps him.
Now here’s the part of the story that loses me and a good chuck of the (mostly) black, inner city youth audiance. The police officer took him back to the police station, gave him a place to spend the night, helped him find a job in the steel mill (one of the best industries in Cleveland), and took him to the Slovienian church were his people were happy to help him ajust to life in America and they lived happy ever after.
My reaction was best summed up what one of my classmates yelled out, “I bet if he was black he would have went to jail.”
Now clearly that wasn’t the moral of the story. The point she was trying to get across was “don’t be afraid of huge ass changes in your life because someone will be there to help you”. But you know what I intially heard? “The police are your friends and will go out of their way to help a fellow American.” My high school prinicpal is by no means a complete asshole. She seems to understand to a certain extent that there’s a different set of rules for (poor, black) than there are for her (Eastern European but still white, middle class). But somehow she cannot apply that concept to historical America.
Now I’m going to tell you another story about how my grandmother (RIP Granny) came to Cleveland. My grandmother was born into a share cropping family in Alabama. Share cropping, for those of you that skipped that paragraph in American history, was pretty much slavery but you were paid next to nothing and you could leave when you got good and ready but you stayed because you had nowhere else to go. Her parents worked for the same people that owned their parents/grandparents (slavery: not that damn long ago). One day the Great Depression hit and the neo-slave master (call them what they were) decided to pay them even less. Now my grandmothers parents decided to go up North because the South pretty much sucked but they all couldn’t afford to leave at once. So my great-grandaddy wrote to his brother, who left for Cleveland in pursuit of work, asking him to take them in a few at a time (it was about maybe 4 or 5 of them including my granny, her parents and her sibling). They decided to send my grandmother up first. She was five. Traveled on a train. Alone. At five because no one could afford a ticket to go with her. Did I mention they (great grand parents and older siblings of my grandmother) worked 10-12 hour days and it took them months to afford ONE train ticket. Oh yeah and she had to sit in the colored section. And it’s my understanding that occassionally the colored sections of trains were crowded as shit/didn’t have seats. Imagine spending your life savings to send your youngest child to a town you’ve never seen to meet someone that she’s never met and the person taking her in has never seen her. I’d be terrified but that’s beside the point. So my grandmother made it to Cleveland and my great-granduncle found her with ease. It was summer and it was hot as fuck. But my great granduncle couldn’t afford trolley tickets back to his home (an attic apartment with an outrageous rent). He couldn’t afford them because he worked as a waiter. His expectations were that once he got up North he’d be able to find a good job in a STEEL MILL but couldn’t because those were good ass jobs and therefore they had to make sure that all the white folks had first dibs on those jobs. So he put the small child on his shoulders and walked a good 15 miles back home without complaining.
For those of you that lacked reading comprehension skills and can’t put two and two together my strong, healthy, more-than-able-to-work-in-steel-mill great grand uncle was deny a good paying job because he was black, right around the same time my high school prinicpal’s dad was given a job on the spot despite the language barrier. Please don’t misinterpret this story as being anti-immigration. I’m glad that we live in a nation that was willing to assist a genicode survivor without even thinking twice but what about the domestic genicode survivors (i.e black people). After slavery we got pretty much got nothing. Not even a fair wage or an equal opportunity. I’m the 9th or 10th (12th?) generation of my family and I’ll be the first one to get a college degree. My high school prinicipal and her sibling (who’s about 40 years older than me) had their degrees (bachelors, Ph.D’s etc.) as second generation Americans. My dad and my prinicipal are about the same age. Guess which one can barely read and write because they had to drop out in the 8th grade and guess which one opened their own school?
Yes I unstand that white immigrants had it hard in the 19th and 20th centuries but don’t try and act like it was just as bad as it was for the African Americans. At some point someone out there decided to give y’all grandparents/parents a chance. We ain’t get that…
it brings me joy.