I had a major battle on Amazon about a book I said was racist. A lot of people said “No, it isn’t. The author is an avowed Boston liberal.”

I’m sure he said he was and he probably believes it’s true, but he wrote like a racist. Every time he mentioned someone of color, he referred to his or her color.

Tears never ran down their cheeks. The tears ran down their black cheeks. The didn’t have hands. They had brown hands or black hands. Not once were the Natives of the region — somewhere in or around Guiana, I think — ever mentioned without in indicating their race. Their name might be forgotten, but never their race.

That is racism. Call it whatever you like. It is what it is.

Passive? Probably insofar as those who feel that way rarely attend racist rallies or carry fascist flags. But these are the friends who would never visit us when we lived in a Black neighborhood because they were sure they would be mugged or shot by our neighbors — most of whom were police officers, one of whom was a guard at a city prison, and two of whom were Sheriffs.

We had less crime there than we had while living on Beacon Hill. Far less. No one broke into our house or vandalized our cars. No one stole our cars (both of which were stolen while we lived on Beacon Hill) or tried to swipe things from our deliverers. Racism isn’t only the white-hooded, marching and shouting kind. It’s an attitude. A belief that says that dark-skinned people are more violent, predatory, and criminal. Different in bad ways. Dangerous. Gun-toting. The kind of “passive ‘I’m really a liberal’ ” racism that’s so easy to pretend doesn’t exist.

Without significant attitudinal changes, it will never go away.

Racism runs deep in this country. North, south, east and west and without regard for ethnicity or political agenda. You’ll find it in your household, your neighborhood, your church. Your “liberal friends” who won’t go anywhere that isn’t known as a “white” neighborhood. These are the people who prevent non-white people from being promoted at work, from getting scholarships, from getting into management positions.

The ones who are constantly complaining about “equal opportunity” ruining their work are because dark-skinned people are stealing their jobs. The same morons who never consider they don’t get promoted because they don’t work hard enough and aren’t very good, either. The same people who bitch that “political correctness” is keeping them from calling people “n#gg#rs.” Who would use that word — with or without political correctness as a measure?

These folks are cops and judges. Office managers. Parole officers. Social workers. Teachers. They are your drinking buddies, the barkeeper, and the kids your kids play with. The first step to making this problem begin to go away is to figure out where you stand on this matter. Are you a racist? A nice, quiet, suburban racist?

Are you? Think about it. Get back to me on it.

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  1. Here’s a good rule of thumb. When someone says “I don’t want to sound racist but,” the next thing they say will be racist.

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  2. Aware that racism runs deep in our country (by the way it runs very deeply in my native France, too), and that it is impossible to change that if white people avoid the discussion, insisting that we now live in a colorblind world, my post-millenial kids tell me that the only way to change the racist assumptions is to keep talking about racism to our white friends, including apparently liberal friends. Little things like, “what do you think about what happened in Charlotesville? Do you think that the media coverage would have been the same if an African American woman instead of a white woman had been killed by the man who drove his car through the crowd? Do you live in a predominently white neighborhood? Was it part of your choice criteria?”
    I trust these young people to be right. My own neighborhood is vastly white with only two families with South America’s origins and one African American family. It is blue and white collar and a mix of liberals and conservatives.
    I appreciate your post and the comments too. Particularly Garry’s story.

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    • When my son was little, one of MY criteria for a home was that it NOT be in an entirely white neighborhood. And the kid grew up with a mix of friends of every color, which was good. The place we lived in Roxbury was almost entirely Black. There were a couple of white wives including me, but otherwise, definitely dark. It was a GREAT place to live and if the reconstruction of Boston hadn’t driven us out, we’d still be there. Moving here was the absolute opposite. Garry is the only Black person in town that we know of. Maybe there’s one other? No Jews, either. Maybe a few Hispanic people, but not sure about that. It’s hard to raise kids who aren’t skin-color prejudiced if everyone they meet looks just like them — that’s probably true for all races.

      The assumption by white people that they are inherently better because they are white always bothered me, even when I was a kid. I’ve never emotionally understood racial stereotypes. I was — still am — curious (maybe even downright nosy) about people from different backgrounds, but I don’t hate anyone unless I have a damned good reason. And I’m not afraid of any neighborhood.

      We lived in Roxbury for 10 years. 90% of our white friends never visited us. Only one admitted why. They others had “reasons.” It was a red flag for me. ALL those people were avowed liberals. Every last one of them.

      If we are going to fix this thing, we will have to start close to home. That is hard, for all of us. No one likes calling their friends out, even when they deserve it.

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  3. Perhaps all this turmoil will bring these issues to the surface so that it can dealt with. As far as stealing jobs, AI is going to hit all of us and unless the economic system takes account of this and makes it possible for everyone to buy, food and shelter for themselves and provide for their families, there is going to be a lot more discord.

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    • AI has already taken a big hit out of jobs. A lot of middle management work has disappeared and become machines and it will keep getting worse. Blaming each other for something that has nothing to do with anybody, but is a management decision is tragic, but it is also inevitable. A lot of people really NEED to blame someone. That’s what a lot of the current nationalist garbage is about. Many people raise their children by blaming them for everything that happens in the home and the kids grow up looking for someone to blame for all the bad things that happen to them. No one seems to teach kids to recognize that:

      a) Some shit just happens. There isn’t anyone to blame.
      b) Other shit happens and YOU are to blame. Check your mirror.

      Most of this stuff has no human cause except, of course, for politicians and corporate managers. But sure as hell, THEY aren’t taking the blame!

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      • Finding blame is such a waste of time. We need to be working on a new economic system that benefits everyone.

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      • Some of my most pleasant memories about living and working in Massachusetts for 47 years and counting are from the 1990-2000 period when we lived in Roxbury, a predominantly minority section of Boston. Roxbury was once the “go to” spot for media covering crime. It dates back to the riots that broke out in 1968 after Martin Luther King was assasinated in 1968. When I landed on Boston TV in 1970, Roxbury was always a frequent location for crime and violence stories. Visitors were told Roxbury wasn’t a safe place.

        By 1990, Roxbury’s image had changed. Marilyn and I lived on a block of brand new townhouses mixed with century old homes. Our neighbors were friendly and courteous. Marilyn felt safe. I knew the neighborhood and many of the families from stories I covered. Many said they were “proud” we had chosen to live among them. I had one minor pet peeve. During our summer cookouts, Marilyn and the neighbors colluded and always chose me to be the guy to purchase watermelons. So, in my beautful, new Mustang convertible, I drove through town — top down — with a load of watermelons in the backseat. My cosmopolitan image was in jeopardy!! (I never carried freshly cooked fried chicken in my car. I have limits!!).

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  4. Racism is so deeply ingrained into our society that I think it is almost impossible for a white person to grow up and not be at least a little racist. I’d also say that 95% of those racists don’t think that they are racist. A huge amount of it is the subtle racism that they don’t see or understand. “Why is he complaining, I got pulled over by the cops just last week,” type of thing. I make it my job to become aware of those little things because I don’t want to be a racist. You know what? No matter how much I try to scrub it away, there will always be something I miss and I will always think, say or write something insensitive without really meaning to. It is so deeply ingrained in our society that it is almost impossible for a white person to grow up and not be at least a little racist, and I hate to admit it, but that includes me.

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    • Inter-racial marriage has a serious effect on self change. There are things I still miss, but not very much anymore.After 27 years of marriage and another 26 years of friendship, I think I have finally got it. The problem is that as long as that’s how people think, we don’t change. And we really badly need to change. At the very least, people need to look at themselves and understand that this stuff really IS racism, even if it doesn’t seem like it. If I can get a few people thinking, that’ll be good.

      One of the hardest ones to deal with it the “black neighborhoods are terrifying and dangerous” myths largely perpetrated by local television stations and now, of course, Number 45. It’s not true. Richer, whiter areas are typically more targeted because in a Black neighborhood, everyone watches the street … and those moms know who the kids are. They might not fear the cops, but they do fear their mothers.

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  5. Racism can be a sneaky thing for some people – that’s why it can be so difficult to stamp out because some of those who think they are not racists just might be underneath the surface.

    Of course, there are some who are just downright proud of it. 😦

    Am i one? I don’t think i am with people i know personally (of any race) but I just might have to give it some serious thought and get back to you on that…



    • It’s pretty sneaky. We make so many assumptions, presumptions and so much of it is automatic and set into our personalities without our ever being aware of it. But at least we can try and look at ourselves and hope we can see ourselves more clearly. That would be an improvement.

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  6. Good, thought provoking post.

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  7. Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.

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  8. Reblogged this on Espiritu en Fuego/A Fiery Spirit and commented:
    Calling out the hypocrisy of some liberals. Undercover racists

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