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If Being White Is So Awesome, Can We Really Blame White People For Being Racist?

I came across this article & thought it was very interesting. If being White is so great, can you blame them for not understanding how it’s not so great for someone who’s isn’t White? I would think not. It’s kind of like expecting Donald Trump’s kids to understand the real definition of the word hungry or for Kareem Abdul Jabbar to know what it’s like to be short. So with that said, if a particular group of people have enjoyed certain advantages in this country (whether intentional or not), how can we honestly expect them to wholly understand what it’s like for people who are not in that same group? It ain’t gonna happen folks.

Of course, I’m not justifying racism. Surely there are some things that are just blatantly racist – name calling, stereotyping, etc. – but there are other racist behaviors that are not so clear cut. Asking me questions about my hair or acting surprised that I don’t have any children out of wedlock are examples of those. At the end of the day, let’s all be a little bit more sensitive to people who aren’t like us.

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Read the article from YDR below –

Being white is awesome, so how could we be racist?
By Dawn Cutaia

Being white is pretty awesome. Don’t get me wrong, if I were a white male instead of a white woman, my life would be even more awesome, but being a white female is still powerful.

Being white is an unearned privilege; I did absolutely nothing to get the white skin I have. Yet my white skin gives me power and credibility. I am not just a member of the club; I am a member of THE club.

And the best part is that I don’t have to show a membership card; the color of my skin is my membership card, which is very convenient. It frees up my hands to send text messages and post to Facebook on my iPhone 5.

Why is being white so powerful? It probably has something to do with the whole slavery thing. Yeah, I said it. Slavery. Why can’t blacks just get over it, right? I mean it was such a long time ago. And the minute that slavery was declared unconstitutional, former slave owners and former slaves had a great big party, where the former slaves invited their former owners over for dinner in the houses that the former slaves owned. Oh wait, that doesn’t sound right . . .

Whites don’t like to talk about slavery because we think blacks blame us for it. Unless you actually owned slaves, and I’m pretty sure that you haven’t, no one is blaming you for slavery. However, if you turn away from the racism that still exists today as a result of slavery; if you promote that racism; if you argue that it does not exist, you should absolutely feel guilty, because you are guilty — not just of hurting your fellow citizens, but hurting our entire country.

You don’t have to be a member of the KKK to be racist, but not being a member of the KKK does not mean you aren’t racist. Slavery may have been outlawed 150 years ago, but the Civil Rights Movement was less than 50 years ago. Fifty years ago blacks were still sitting in the back of the bus, drinking out of separate water fountains, being sprayed by fire hoses for peacefully protesting, and living in extreme poverty with substandard education.

To this day, there are still a lot of negative stereotypes about blacks. I can’t think of any negative stereotypes about white people, other than we can’t dance. When you are the people in power, negative stereotypes roll right off your back. But for the people who are not in power, even stereotypes we think are harmless can have terrible consequences.

Ever hear whites make fun of black names? Names like Lakeesha and Jashon? Did you know that when potential employers are presented with two identical resumes, one with a white name and one with a black name, the white person gets the interview, hands down. Not so harmless now. And when “undercover” black and white employees interview for jobs, when they both have the exact same qualifications, guess who almost always gets called back? Yeah, that’s right, the whites.

When I say “welfare queen,” do you think of a poor white woman living in Appalachia outside a trailer, with a bunch of dirty kids in diapers running around, or do you think of Lakeesha, sitting on her welfare throne with buckets of food stamps all around her? Yet, there are twice as many whites on welfare as blacks and that’s not including the white CEOs of corporate America.

Do you ever find yourself having conversations with other whites and when you talk about blacks you whisper the word “blacks”? If you are not ashamed of what you are saying, why are you whispering?

If I told you I was representing an alleged drug dealer, in your mind is he black or white? (He’s white by the way.)

Our criminal justice system is rife with racism. Just one example: In 2011 the City of Philadelphia settled a lawsuit with the ACLU because of the police department’s “stop and frisk” policy. Seventy-six percent of the people stopped in Philadelphia without reasonable suspicion were minorities and 85 percent of the people frisked were minorities, including lawyers, doctors and other professionals.

The New York City Police Department just reached a settlement with the ACLU over the same issue. Have you ever been stopped on the sidewalk by the police and asked for ID? Never? How many times have you been frisked by the police? None? The last time you got a ticket, did the police ask you for “consent” to search your car? I didn’t think so.

I recently read a transcript where a black witness to a crime told a detective that the suspect “didn’t just kill someone; he killed a white person!” As if that was worse. That’s the power of white skin. It’s 2013 and minorities are still afraid of us.

I had a guy in my office today. Nice guy. 45 years old. White. Well educated. We were talking about race. He denied he was racist and admitted that although he used the “n” word when he was younger, he doesn’t use it anymore. He then turned to look down my hallway towards my waiting room, laughed, and in a half whisper said: “There aren’t any here, are there? I’m not going to get shot?”

Seconds earlier he was swearing up and down that he was not racist and now he was concerned that those “n” word people were in my waiting room with guns. He didn’t even realize what he was saying. And that is the problem — not that he is racist; but that he does not even know it.

And that’s the problem with white America — we are racist and we don’t even know it.

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Will White People Ever Be Labeled As Terrorists?

In light of the bombings in Boston, an article was brought to my attention that talked about race & how that impacts the way Americans view terrorism. The article talks about how “White privilege is knowing that even if the Boston Marathon bomber turns out to be white, his or her identity will not result in white folks generally being singled out for suspicion by law enforcement, or the TSA, or the FBI.”

In other words, if you’re White you won’t be labeled as a terrorist. That title seems to only apply to people with Brown or Black skin. There have been many White men who have either blown up buildings or  responsible for mass murders – think Timothy McVeigh (Oklahoma City bomber responsible for over 160 murders), Ted Kaczynski (the Unabomber who killed 3 people), James Holmes (mass shooting at the Colorado movie theater last year killing 12 people), the 2 White students who killed 15 people at Columbine, and who could forget Jeffrey Dahmer who killed 17 people back in the 1980’s. Society seems to deem these “incidents” as exceptions and proof that our government would never racially profile White people. Even Ted Kazczynski was only thought of as “militant” but not a terrorist.

It’ll be interesting to see how the Boston bombing situation plays out.

Read the article below –

Terrorism and Privilege: Understanding the Power of Whiteness by Tim Wise

As the nation weeps for the victims of the horrific bombing in Boston yesterday, one searches for lessons amid the carnage, and finds few. That violence is unacceptable stands out as one, sure. That hatred — for humanity, for life, or whatever else might have animated the bomber or bombers — is never the source of constructive human action seems like a reasonably close second.

But I dare say there is more; a much less obvious and far more uncomfortable lesson, which many are loathe to learn, but which an event such as this makes readily apparent, and which we must acknowledge, no matter how painful.

It is a lesson about race, about whiteness, and specifically, about white privilege.

I know you don’t want to hear it. But I don’t much care. So here goes.

White privilege is knowing that even if the Boston Marathon bomber turns out to be white, his or her identity will not result in white folks generally being singled out for suspicion by law enforcement, or the TSA, or the FBI.

White privilege is knowing that even if the bomber turns out to be white, no one will call for whites to be profiled as terrorists as a result, subjected to special screening, or threatened with deportation.

White privilege is knowing that if the bomber turns out to be white, he or she will be viewed as an exception to an otherwise non-white rule, an aberration, an anomaly, and that he or she will be able to join the ranks of Tim McVeigh and Terry Nichols and Ted Kaczynski and Eric Rudolph and Joe Stack and George Metesky and Byron De La Beckwith and Bobby Frank Cherry and Thomas Blanton and Herman Frank Cash and Robert Chambliss and James von Brunn and Robert Mathews and David Lane and Michael F. Griffin and Paul Hill and John Salvi and James Kopp and Luke Helder and James David Adkisson and Scott Roeder and Shelley Shannon and Dennis Mahon and Wade Michael Page and Byron Williams and Kevin Harpham and William Krar and Judith Bruey and Edward Feltus and Raymond Kirk Dillard and Adam Lynn Cunningham and Bonnell Hughes and Randall Garrett Cole and James Ray McElroy and Michael Gorbey and Daniel Cowart and Paul Schlesselman and Frederick Thomas and Paul Ross Evans and Matt Goldsby and Jimmy Simmons and Kathy Simmons and Kaye Wiggins and Patricia Hughes and Jeremy Dunahoe and David McMenemy and Bobby Joe Rogers and Francis Grady and Demetrius Van Crocker and Floyd Raymond Looker and Derek Mathew Shrout, among the pantheon of white people who engage in (or have plotted) politically motivated violence meant to terrorize and kill, but whose actions result in the assumption of absolutely nothing about white people generally, or white Christians in particular.

And white privilege is being able to know nothing about the crimes committed by most of the terrorists listed above — indeed, never to have so much as heard most of their names — let alone to make assumptions about the role that their racial or ethnic identity may have played in their crimes.

White privilege is knowing that if the Boston bomber turns out to be white, we  will not be asked to denounce him or her, so as to prove our own loyalties to the common national good. It is knowing that the next time a cop sees one of us standing on the sidewalk cheering on runners in a marathon, that cop will say exactly nothing to us as a result.

White privilege is knowing that if you are a white student from Nebraska — as opposed to, say, a student from Saudi Arabia — that no one, and I mean no one would think it important to detain and question you in the wake of a bombing such as the one at the Boston Marathon.

And white privilege is knowing that if this bomber turns out to be white, the United States government will not bomb whatever corn field or mountain town or stale suburb from which said bomber came, just to ensure that others like him or her don’t get any ideas. And if he turns out to be a member of the Irish Republican Army we won’t bomb Belfast. And if he’s an Italian American Catholic we won’t bomb the Vatican.

In short, white privilege is the thing that allows you (if you’re white) — and me — to view tragic events like this as merely horrific, and from the perspective of pure and innocent victims, rather than having to wonder, and to look over one’s shoulder, and to ask even if only in hushed tones, whether those we pass on the street might think that somehow we were involved.

It is the source of our unearned innocence and the cause of others’ unjustified oppression.

That is all. And it matters.


The article can be found here:

Balancing Motherhood & Your Career – Is Working Part Time The Best Move To Make In This Economy?

A woman I know recently decided to go from working full time to part time so that she could stay home & spend more time with her family. Not wanting to completely be a stay-at-home mom, she decided that the only way to sustain her career would be to keep one foot in the working world and one foot at home. I’m sure her husband is glad to have her around the house more & her children will benefit from increased attention, but where does that leave her career?

Currently, the unemployment rate is hovering right around 8%. Depending on what part of the country you live in that percentage may be significantly higher. After working long & hard to build a solid career and then starting a family, you are now willing to possibly through that away? It’s one thing to start working part-time after not working at all, because of a company mandate, or if you have special circumstances (disability, spouse is deployed to another country, etc.). But to purposely cut back your working hours and your household income right when you might need it the most? Some of the women who do this are the same women who complain about not moving up in their careers. Of course, returning to full time employment is always an option but they should be glad to even have a job, given that so many people (with families) are still looking for work.

Family should always come first, but is it worth sacrificing your career as a woman? Especially in such an unstable economy? People are being laid off left & right and pink slips are becoming more popular than pay slips, so why risk providing less for your family, or at the very least why risk not being able to provide at all?

It’s so ironic to me that decades & decades after women fighting to work outside the home and earn equal pay (although we’re still not quite there), we now have women who are fighting to stay at home and NOT work at all. I can’t say that I agree with this woman’s decision. I think that she should continue to work full time and raise her family at the same time.

I’m not saying it will be easy but if she doesn’t really want her job someone else will.


Why Show Up On Time? Top 10 Reasons Why I Like Showing Up Late

I understand the importance of showing up on time. Whether it’s heading to church, work or a social outing, arriving on time (or even early) shows respect for other people’s time and allows you to get the most out of the event that you’re attending.

With that said, I actually think that there are many more benefits to showing up late than most people think.  Here are my top reasons for showing up late:

  1. I don’t have to deal with awkward chit chat with strangers. I don’t have to mix & mingle with anyone before the event begins if I’m not there
  2. I get a lot of exercise. Arriving late forces me to park in some obscure parking space far away from the event. The further I have to park, the more I have to walk and the more exercise I get
  3. I get better seats. Late people always get ushered directly to the front of the room since all of the other seats are usually taken
  4. Arriving late means that there’s a possibility that there are no more programs or handouts, so I’m not stuck with any flyers that I’ll end up throwing out anyway.
  5. I miss the non-essential parts of the program. All of the announcements & introductions, etc. have concluded by the time I arrive
  6. There’s no waiting to be seated. Since the program has already begun, I’m usually shown to my seat right away
  7. I get to show off my outfit. Everyone is looking me up & down as I walk down the aisle to my seat (in the front, no doubt)
  8. I get to make new friends when I am forced to squeeze by you to get to an empty seat. Since it’s the perfect opportunity to make eye contact, I usually greet these people and offer a friendly greeting right before I step on their toes
  9. No one ever expects me or asks me to take notes because they know that I won’t be there to hear the program in its entirety.
  10. Other people show up late too. And I wouldn’t want them to feel bad, now would I?


Men Just Don’t Dress Up Anymore On Dates

Recently, I’ve been out on a couple of dates and noticed that men don’t seem to get dressed up to go out anymore. Even when I’m out with my girlfriends, I’ve observed men on a date who aren’t dressed up. Of course what you wear on a date is entirely dependent on where you’re going but have we turned into such an informal society that even going out to eat doesn’t merit wearing anything more than a pair of jeans?

If a couple is just hanging out and going to the movies then wearing jeans & tennis shoes is totally appropriate. However, if we are going to a play, a museum, an art gallery or dinner then I expect a man to dress accordingly. For some strange reason, a lot of men tend to think that wearing a sweater (or a nice shirt) makes wearing jeans more acceptable. I don’t understand this logic – that’s like me wearing a silk blouse with a pair of shorts. The two just don’t go together!

And don’t even get me started on men who wear tennis shoes or sports paraphernalia on a date. Wearing shoes with laces should not be worn on a first, second or third date (again, unless you’re going somewhere casual like the movies or an actual sports outing). There is almost nothing worse than seeing a 45-50 year old man wearing a sports jersey, a pair of jeans and tennis shoes on a date. I’m not saying that men should put on a pair of Kenneth Coles or a button down shirt every time but at least wear something that is age appropriate & more importantly date appropriate. A man is supposed to put his best foot forward on a date. But if his best foot has on an Adidas, then I’m not impressed.

Now, I know the way a man dresses isn’t everything and certainly doesn’t provide any insight into his character or whether or not he’s a good man, but if I’m turned off by your appearance then getting to know you becomes a little bit harder. Men are visual and enjoy being with a woman who is dressed nicely. I just don’t think it’s too much to ask for men to dress as nicely for us as they would like us to dress for them.

I was told to always dress nicer than the guy I am with, and these days that’s getting easier & easier to do.