Hi, it’s
Christina –
Good Morning!
Today’s blog is going to stray from my norm again, and I will probably lose a
few followers because of it, but I think this needs to be discussed.
Now,
obviously, I am a white, (barely) middle class, female, so I am in no way
qualified to speak of the plight of the young black, lower class, man; but with
all that is going on these past few days, I do have some questions.
1) If the
young man was shot by a black officer, would all this be going on?
2) How does
rioting and destroying the town YOU live in solve anything, and aren’t these
actions perpetuating the ridiculous stereotype?
3) Don’t
people realize that when you get a man like Al Sharpton involved, he is just
there to stir the pot? The only thing that man cares about is being in the spotlight.
When all is said and done, he goes back to his upper middle class/ wealthy
surroundings, and the people he claims to be seeking justice for are left
broken and bleeding.
I’m sorry,
Martin Luther King Jr he is not. Now there was a man who warranted respect.
There was a man who could have truly changed the world if he had been given the
chance. Do you know why? Because he realized that in order to change the
mindset of the country, you needed to change the perception of the masses.
Prove the haters wrong; not by violence, but by peace, love, education, and most
importantly, to lead by positive example. NEWS FLASH, burning down your local
bakery is NOT a positive example.
Perhaps my
biggest problem is I cannot understand the concept of treating someone
different than the way I want to be treated. What difference does the color of
someone’s skin or the amount of money they have in their pocket make? Now, I’m
not saying I do not have initial reservations when I encounter someone I do not
know, and they have an intimidating presence. (I’m 5’5” and female, it’s not
too hard to intimidate me.)
Example, the
other day I was at the store and there was this huge white man, covered in
tattoos and had several piercings. At first glance, I’ll admit, he gave me
pause. Then he broke out in the biggest smile, and was oober polite to the
cashier, and to everyone around him. And why shouldn’t he be? Because he
expresses himself with ink and hardware? Yet, I’m sure, I was not the only one
who bought into the stereotype. Thankfully, at least for me, my initial
reaction was immediately dispersed, which, for the most part, is what usually
happens.
Another
example was when I was in college. A few of my girlfriends and I went into the
city. We were taking the subway somewhere when a group of guys started harassing
us. Next thing we knew, we were surrounded by an impenetrable wall of black
leather. Several members of the Hell's Angels took it upon themselves to see
to our safe passage. Now let me tell you, these Hell's Angels looked a whole
lot scarier than the guys harassing us. Again, first impressions were false.
They stayed with us through several stops and then escorted us up to the street
and an additional few blocks until THEY determined we were safe.
On the other
hand, I can just about guarantee, if I ever encounter a KKK member or a white
supremacist, I will be giving them a wide berth. I FULLY admit to being prejudiced
against those two groups. Sorry, as far as I’m concerned, they’re psycho. (and
here’s where I may lose a reader or two, but honestly, I won’t miss you. Have a
nice life, and I pray someday you will realize the error of your ways.)
I attribute
the country’s frame of mind to the “one bad apple” principle. Until we realize
every Italian is not tied to the mafia, every Irishman is not a drunk, every Hispanic is not a drug dealer, every Muslim is not a terrorist, every Black man
is not there to rob or murder you, and every white person is a not white collar
criminal, things will never change. Yes, there are people out there who do fit
the categories, but bad folks exist in ALL races, religions, political affiliation
and social stature. You can have a white, drug-dealing, terrorist who wants to
rob and murder you.
Here’s another
news flash. Whenever I have encountered a police officer, it raised my anxiety
level as well. Granted, I did not feel I was going to be shot, but there was
one instance I did feel threatened. (My bad for unintentionally surprising a
state trooper.) Think back to when you were a kid and got called down to the
principal’s office. Remember that churning in your gut? This is a normal reaction
when confronted by an authority figure. What determines the outcome of these
encounters, is the way you handle yourself in the situation. If you are
cooperative and respectful, chances are things will go just fine.
Again, I’m not
blind to the fact that there are some rotten, abusive, power hungry cops in the
world, but it’s that whole “bad apple” thing again. 99 times out of 100, you
will be interacting with the good people in the world, even if they are
tattooed, pierced, huge, of a different skin color, or wearing a badge.
This sweet young thing was Delphine LaLaurie |
Perhaps I am
the ignorant one. Maybe I just don’t get it, and by all means, feel free to
enlighten me (just keep it PG, some of my readers are younger). I don’t see how
burning down Michael Brown’s church benefited anyone. I don’t see how
repeating the past over and over will produce different results. Isn’t that, in
essence, the definition of insanity?
How about we
give this a whirl? Start treating everyone the way we would like to be
treated, stop looking at the color (or colors) of the person’s skin and take
the time to look inside to see who they really are, and be willing to abandon
your preconceived notions of who a person is based on the way they look. Looks
can be deceiving…
I hope you
have a wonderful day, and happy writing!
Your Next
Challenge:
I can’t believe I ate the whole thing!
You have ten
minutes (be honest). There is no right or wrong, just write. Spelling and
punctuation don’t count, and NO ONE is allowed to criticize what someone else
has written. Go.