One of those things

[fredericks]

I'm on My LJ, arguably the best bit of revamping the Goat people have done (although 100 icons for paid users is plenty nifty as well), checking to see if someone on my FL has a birthday coming up and, as I'm wont to do, I look over the random user entry. What I find is this wonderfully eloquent post on dealing with a relationship that has ended and how powerful relationships never really end. I'm reading it and I'm nodding to myself, saying "yes, EXACTLY, this is just how I felt when X Y Z" and I'm literally moved to tears at one point (I really have been crying entirely too much lately; I have no idea what's come over me). So before I reply and tell this person how wonderful I thought their entry curiosity moves to check out the gentleman's user information. I find the usual pseudo-deep musing and then, in the middle of all of it, this line: [l]ost my spot at Yale to an underpriviledged minority with a BMW. I'm not bitter, of course. I paraphrase the last sentence slightly, but I'll never forget that first one. It dun smacked me in the jaw. That and his libertarian and conservative republican interests clued me in - yup, dude's an ass. Or, to clean that up - he and I have completely different views on the world. *ahem*

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And you know how I feel about the whole PC thing so I'll just hold myself back.
Yup. So you kind of know what went through my mind when I saw that.

Tracy (my sister): "Well, you wouldn't believe in Affirmative Action, would you? You are a white male. You wouldn't really know that the world treats people unfairly."
If all those people that go around claiming minorities (read "blacks and hispanics") go around saying they "deserve" assistance from the government without merit or that the world treats them fairly they're just lacking in skill/talent could, for a week, take a walk in my shoes as a black woman and see the way I'm zeroed in on the minute I walk into an upscale store or note the fact that I'm one of the few black people in my school any of the things that makes simply having dark skin in this country changes the way you're treated maybe they'd stop being so pompous about the whole thing. I will never forget telling my HS class about times I've been discriminated against or had some racist act done against me blatantly and being told "oh no, you must have imagined that/ you're hyper-sensitive". WTF!
Oh man. It must be great to be in the majority.

Thanks for chiming in. It's very much appreciated. And I admire your fortitude in holding back, btw. :) It's a lovely day outside. Let me stop too before it's all lost in a veil of red rage.