Okay, we already talked about the previous rule, where if you, as a white man, start a sentence with I’m not racist, but… and then started talking about how “those” people all do X, Y, or Z, well, you’re racist. Because in the end, people are people, and making comments about all people of one race do something X that’s bad does a disservice to all people of that race who don’t do something X that bad.
Okay, so now I got a new rule. If you’re a white man calling a black man a racist after he points out historical and current racial discrimination against black people (the vast majority of which, I might add, is done by white males), you’re racist.
Are there exceptions? Maybe, but I haven’t met them. Every single white man I’ve met who made such a statement, upon additional questioning by myself, ends up saying “I’m not a racist, but…” then claims all black people are thugs, or criminals, or rioters, or whatever. It’s to the point now where I don’t even bother asking additional questions when I see a white man calling a black man a racist, because I know: there, my friends, goes a racist.
Look: In general, white people have no moral ground to call a black man a racist even if a black man is a racist. Yes, I’ve known a few racist black people — black people who were racist against Hispanics. But look. White people spent 300 years owning blacks, setting up rules where whites were at the front of the bus and blacks were at the back getting whatever seats weren’t taken by whites, setting up a legal system where blacks use drugs at roughly the same rate as whites but are far more likely to be incarcerated for drugs, and so on and so forth, a list of atrocities that are a matter of historical and contemporary fact and beyond any rational argument… I might observe a racist black person. But calling him a racist in public or to his face? Mister. That’s just wrong. That’s Luke 6:41 territory, where the guy with a plank in his eye is pointing out the speck of dust in someone else’s eye. Because even though I’ve never personally discriminated against a black person, even though I’m from a long line of white trash that wasn’t materially much better off than the surrounding black population, I’m still a beneficiary of three hundred years of deeply engrained racism. I don’t have to worry about being pulled over because of my skin color, or being shot in a Wal-Mart for playing with a toy gun in the toy department, or being attacked with police dogs for the audacity of protesting the shooting of an unarmed teenage member of my community (for one thing, the cops don’t shoot unarmed teenage white people). I don’t have to worry about people throwing my resume into the trash when they see my stereotypically white name on it, or having people look at me uncomfortably when I walk down the street. For me to call someone of color racist, when I benefit so greatly from my race even though I’ve never consciously tried to do so, would be an act of hypocrisy worthy of Bill O’Reilly.
But hey, that’s me talking about moral grounds and stuff. Morality? Loser stuff, right? Sigh…
- Badtux the Racism-smellin’ Penguin