You can be racist and marry or have sex with a black person or person of color. Please understand that racism has nothing to do with sex and marriage. People can compartmentalize their bullshit with the best of them. That’s baggage the white part of the relationship will need to work out.
All white people are racist.
Just admit it so you can grow. We need people learning and growing, not willfully ignorant bags of scorching air. You need to get this lesson and get it quickly, because we’re on the Titanic sinking right now. We can’t get out of this mess without white people.
Understand that not all white people will be willing or able to relinquish their white power and privileges — and that’s okay. We already know there will be causalities in this war against racism, unfairness, injustice, and inequality.
Causalities like breakups and losing friends, even your parents. Some people love hating more than they love loving. And that’s okay. It’s a choice, one that we all have to deal with one day.
I lost a lot of white friends and associates over the past few years. It’s nothing new. Most blacks and people of color have been stabbed in the back or sabotage by quite a few white people. But occasionally a few tricked us. We allowed white people into our inter sanctums. We broke bread with them. We laughed. We shared personal stories with you.
But then Obama and Trump happened, and white folks lost their minds.
Trump getting elected has been a green light for a lot of white people to be racist in public. Just go to Twitter to see how racist white people and people of color have become because they believe they are losing something. I’m tired of my soon to be former friends being disrespectful to me. They are racist to my face, as if they don’t care about my feelings at all.
I am deleting all my white Facebook friends because they were so racist. It was painful for me, but not as painful as enduring their racism they spew day in and day out. We had some good times. They were good people, or so I thought. What I learned about what they really thought of me was that I wasn’t like the rest of the blacks they hated.
What they don’t realize is I’m the epitome of the black they hate. I just code switch so they can’t see it. There is no vacation from blackness. You either deny it, hide it, or don’t forsake it.
I stayed in a relationship with my racist white friends for too long. They did not value or respect me. In a lot of those relationships, I was their one black friend. I knew when I was the only one that really meant, but I tried to ignore the obvious, waiting for a glimmer of hope.
Anyone who has one black friend can’t really be trusted. I’m just saying. Thankfully, I’ve found new good white people who get the racism thing. They are good people, people that I can trust, and I don’t have to guess what side of the fence they are on.
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