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I'm writing an essay for a scholarship. Anyone have any real ideas or examples for why you think racism still exists? Please no ignant niggas
racism still exist due to classification
you should take a sociology class
you should take a sociology class
QUOTE(savior breath @ Feb 27 2006, 12:21 AM)
racism still exist due to classification
true shit. The natural inclination in humans to categorize.
racism exists because of segregation and association
eg black people are mostly poor and will rob you, white people are middle class etc
sterotypes imprint others ideas into peoples minds and the media is rife with it
obviously theres the visual element and history,racism is just fault picking taken to a new level for me
i guess its just a natural differnce we cant not notice?
eg black people are mostly poor and will rob you, white people are middle class etc
sterotypes imprint others ideas into peoples minds and the media is rife with it
obviously theres the visual element and history,racism is just fault picking taken to a new level for me
i guess its just a natural differnce we cant not notice?
on the extras to the movie CITY OF GOD there is a documentary on life in Brazil watch that, that is racism. Shit just read some american history.
racism exists because of races
^^yessir
what was that KKK movie? american history x i think, watch that
Ight, being that I'm an open racist and ima tell the truth
racism does still exist, as long as people have different skin from one another, there will always be racism..a majority of white people see blacks as animals, good fighters, thugs, etc etc, whereas a majority of black people see crackas as long hair,abercromie and fitch, wonder bread eatin honkeys.
As long as those two majorties exist, as well as people in other races, there will always be racism, as long as there are white cops, there will be racism..as long as there are ghetto neighborhoods, there will be racisim
theres no escaping it, the human race was born to hate, and YES racial superiority does exist
racism does still exist, as long as people have different skin from one another, there will always be racism..a majority of white people see blacks as animals, good fighters, thugs, etc etc, whereas a majority of black people see crackas as long hair,abercromie and fitch, wonder bread eatin honkeys.
As long as those two majorties exist, as well as people in other races, there will always be racism, as long as there are white cops, there will be racism..as long as there are ghetto neighborhoods, there will be racisim
theres no escaping it, the human race was born to hate, and YES racial superiority does exist
QUOTE(Dan Dermody @ Mar 3 2006, 10:34 PM)
Ight, being that I'm an open racist and ima tell the truth
racism does still exist, as long as people have different skin from one another, there will always be racism..a majority of white people see blacks as animals, good fighters, thugs, etc etc, whereas a majority of black people see crackas as long hair,abercromie and fitch, wonder bread eatin honkeys.
As long as those two majorties exist, as well as people in other races, there will always be racism, as long as there are white cops, there will be racism..as long as there are ghetto neighborhoods, there will be racisim
theres no escaping it, the human race was born to hate, and YES racial superiority does exist
racism does still exist, as long as people have different skin from one another, there will always be racism..a majority of white people see blacks as animals, good fighters, thugs, etc etc, whereas a majority of black people see crackas as long hair,abercromie and fitch, wonder bread eatin honkeys.
As long as those two majorties exist, as well as people in other races, there will always be racism, as long as there are white cops, there will be racism..as long as there are ghetto neighborhoods, there will be racisim
theres no escaping it, the human race was born to hate, and YES racial superiority does exist
until so much inter racial breeding happens and we all become the beautiful color of brown
Ignorance and of course fear.
Met chief labels media institutionally racist
http://www.guardian.co.uk/race/story/0,,1696069,00.html
Tribal too.
Modern day racisim comes from the british empires view on socialdarwinism,taught in the schools, that other racists are better than others.
these are quik good ones too
Evolutionist Steven Jay Gould, wrote that following the publication of On the Origin of Species in 1859, "subsequent arguments for slavery, colonialism, racial differences, class structures, and sex roles would go forth primarily under the banner of science"
http://www.gennet.org/facts/metro15.html
http://www.hsph.harvard.edu/rt21/race/Mies.htm
Met chief labels media institutionally racist
http://www.guardian.co.uk/race/story/0,,1696069,00.html
Tribal too.
Modern day racisim comes from the british empires view on socialdarwinism,taught in the schools, that other racists are better than others.
these are quik good ones too
Evolutionist Steven Jay Gould, wrote that following the publication of On the Origin of Species in 1859, "subsequent arguments for slavery, colonialism, racial differences, class structures, and sex roles would go forth primarily under the banner of science"
http://www.gennet.org/facts/metro15.html
http://www.hsph.harvard.edu/rt21/race/Mies.htm
i dont know where to begin. Right now im enrolled in a Race relations class for sociology. Although racism isnt as pronounced as it was during the Civil Rights era it still exsist today in the form of systematic racism and instutional discrimination. For example there are two current issues going on in my city that might provide a little more light on the subject. I went to see a speaker at my school give a speech about white privelage and gave an example of how some white people practice institutional discrimination. She told a story of how she was looking at houses in a mostly white neighborhood. She ask the Real Estate agent about the next district over which was mostly the inner city. The Real Estate agent looks at her and says you dont want to move there. So she asks why not. The agent looks to her left than to right to confirm that they are the only two in the room. The real estate agent looks at her and whispers "black people live over there." She looks at her agent smiles and says out loud "thats great im black" (even though she is not) The Real Estate Agent imediately appologized for her remarks.
Another example is when there was a man who had to travel for 2 hours just to get to his job via bus. But for '"security" purposes the mall that he works at doesnt allow buses to park in there parking lots and drop off there passengers which make up a good 30% of the mall's workforce. So instead employees have to cross four lanes of traffic in a highly congested intersection.
These are just a few. Another example is a study that sociologist did. They took the White sounding names and black sounding names and tested to see how Companies Banks Colleges and other institutions might react. No suprise most of the participants with black sounding names were less likely to be called back or offered an interview for a job.
Something to think about i have plenty more but that should help for now.
Peace
Another example is when there was a man who had to travel for 2 hours just to get to his job via bus. But for '"security" purposes the mall that he works at doesnt allow buses to park in there parking lots and drop off there passengers which make up a good 30% of the mall's workforce. So instead employees have to cross four lanes of traffic in a highly congested intersection.
These are just a few. Another example is a study that sociologist did. They took the White sounding names and black sounding names and tested to see how Companies Banks Colleges and other institutions might react. No suprise most of the participants with black sounding names were less likely to be called back or offered an interview for a job.
Something to think about i have plenty more but that should help for now.
Peace
QUOTE(DesiSoldier @ Mar 4 2006, 07:30 AM)
until so much inter racial breeding happens and we all become the beautiful color of brown
oh shit..hes absolutley right
that is, unless they wipe themselves out before they reach 21
Big ups to everyone for their comments-- it def helps. Any more?
"Ight, being that I'm an open racist and ima tell the truth"
^^Smh
^^Smh
QUOTE(K-Skandaluz @ Feb 26 2006, 10:44 PM)
I'm writing an essay for a scholarship. Anyone have any real ideas or examples for why you think racism still exists? Please no ignant niggas
Your a lucky bastard because i have a shit load of scholarship supposedly for me but i have to write an essay on gay bullshit
like horticulture and gardening or i have to right an essay on a specific topic for specific major and a majority have to do with shit so your lucky you have a topic thats a little more flexible
listen to "You must Learn" by KRS-1
that will start u on ur way to explain the whole "race" concept which is total bullshit anyway. and as u can see "sheep" follow what the others do ALWAYS
that will start u on ur way to explain the whole "race" concept which is total bullshit anyway. and as u can see "sheep" follow what the others do ALWAYS
Watch the movie crash that will be an impetus. After that check out this chick http://www.mollysecours.com/resume.html she gave a speech at my school about the issue of white privlage. The presentation that was given was called "Wispering Black" as its name implies its about white people afraid of saying that someones black. She orginally was going to do a report on male privelage until serendiptiously she discovered that she could write a shit load more wrighting about race. She goes on to discuss how as well intenitionally good they maybe diversity programs treat the symptoms rather than the cause of racism and they are perfunctatory. Here is a sample
Whispering Black (or Little White Lies)
By Molly Secours
Several months ago I attended the "State of the Black World Conference" in Atlanta Georgia. Among those present were black activists, politicians, scholars and clergy from around the globe. Even celebrities such as Tavis Smiley, Danny Glover and Chris Tucker made an appearance in order to raise the awareness of this important discussion.
Although I learned a great deal at the conference, I didn't actually need to leave Nashville to be reminded that for people of a darker hue, the state of the black world hasn't really changed in many ways.
During the many speeches at the conference I was reminded of an experience just days earlier. While searching for real estate in Nashville, I encountered a pleasant and accommodating middle aged women who showed me some property in the Belmont area.
Although I wasn't interested in the place, she seemed eager to help me locate something more suited to my taste. She assured me that her partner managed many properties and felt confident he would have something available in the near future. She promised to have him call me as soon as possible.
Before we parted I inquired as to the location of another apartment which interested me. Leaning in close and confidential she advised me to be careful because although the area in which I was looking was close by, it was still "coming around". As my mind and heart raced, I tried to appear as though I didn't know what "coming around" meant.
Normally among whites this coded language is clearly understood with no explanation necessary. But I wanted to hear her say it. And she did. In a sweet maternal tone she warned me of the dangers of the neighborhood because there were still a lot of "blacks" living in the area. And she did what white people often do. She whispered the word "black" as though she were protecting a coveted secret.
But why whisper? Was she afraid someone would hear her who wasn't white? Was it because black people don't know they are black? Or was it to soften her insinuation that blacks are undesireable to live with? The only certainty is that she must have felt confident that I would understand and appreciate her warning.
The next words that came out of my mouth were unplanned and untrue. I calmly replied that the particular neighborhood she alluded to would actually work out very well for me because " I am black". And then without flinching I maintained a steady gaze and awaited a response.
She appeared nervous and confused as the flood of caveats and explanations flowed for several minutes. She clarified that what she meant to say was that the neighborhood was changing because more full time residents were moving in and renters were moving out.
She also seemed to struggle with the data I had just given her regarding my race. Did she somehow miss any signs that would have revealed my blackness? How did she not know? Although my hair is coarse and curly my skin is rather fair. She was understandably confused.
I'm not sure why I told her I was black rather than just confronting her about the damage of such a blatantly racist statement. Maybe I figured a little white lie would have more of an impact. And that by telling her I was black she might be forced to wrestle with her conscience.
She had exposed her true feelings--which she was clearly uncomfortable sharing with an unsympathetic stranger. What I most hoped is that she would reevaluate the ignorance of her words and understand the devastation inflicted upon every black person when one of us white folks perpetuates the mythology of blacks as being dangerous.
For many of the attendees at the conference, this incident sums up the state of the black world. As Dr. Frances Cress Welsing, the prominent black psychologist suggests, the best thing whites can do for non-whites is to tell them what we (whites) say when they aren't around. This way we all know where we stand.
A few minutes later my cell phone rang and it was the real estate woman calling to let me know that she had already spoken to her partner. As it turns out, he had no available apartments and nothing coming up in the near future. I thanked her for letting me know where I stood.
and this too
The other day I received an irate e-mail from someone responding to a recent article I had written.
"Why can't you write about something else besides race?"
She was unnerved by the notion that I seem to 'see racism everywhere' and perhaps it was my obsession with it rather than racism being palpable and undeniable. She also suggested that I was just one of those 'guilty white people' trying to assuage the pangs of culpability by writing about it and making other white people feel bad -- hence elevating myself.
At first I was tempted to fire off a quick and equally irate response but then decided to wait a few days and think about her suggestion that I was 'obsessed' and to determine if I was seeing the world through 'race colored glasses.'
As fate would have it, as I was walking through the downtown library parking lot on my way to attend a lecture later that day, I happened upon an argument underway among several people at the other end. It seemed to have just started as I arrived and had something to do with sandwiches.
As I stood at the machine paying my ticket, the argument escalated as they moved closer. The people approaching me were walking quickly away from a group of folks who had apparently all just received a bag-lunch from someone with a large cooler full of food.
The two people arguing vociferously were a middle-aged white woman attached to long-haired dog and a young black man in his 20's who was carrying a backpack and eating one of the sandwiches being distributed.
As the woman walked briskly across the pavement, she slung insults over her shoulder hitting the young man square in the solar plexus. As the argument degenerated and the woman became more aggressive, she ordered her dog to attack him. Although backing away, he continued to defend himself against her insults when she began spitting out the 'n' word and threatening him with more verbal violence. Claiming proudly -- and loudly -- that she was a member of the Ku Klux Klan, she assured him that his kind 'were destined for nothing other than tree-tops'.
The young man was of course angry and called her 'ignorant' in response to the throng of racial ephitets and threats being hurled in his direction. By the time the woman and her white male companion were about to physically attack this man, I had caught the attention of a security guard down the street to intervene, but the argument quickly dissolved as both parties dispersed to opposite sides of the street.
As I walked next to the young man, I didn't know what to say. I said something innocuous like 'I'm glad you didn't get into it with that woman; she's crazy'. As if by identifying this woman as 'crazy' would somehow diminish the pain and humiliation of public ridicule. And if this woman is just crazy, then what does that mean about all of the other people this young man encounters who don't demonstrate their views so blatently. At any rate, I wanted him to know I had witnessed the insult and injury he just suffered.
But witness of what? That this woman who did appear insane was very articulate in espousing and expressing the deep hatred she feels towards black people? That without hesitation she inflicted her racial toxicity on anyone within spitting distance?
And that is what it made me want to do. To spit out the bitterness of racism once and for all. To vomit the insanity of this vile disease.
When I arrived inside the library, I found myself wondering what the rest of that young man's day would be like and if this was a daily occurrence, or did it happen once a week, once a month. And what were the long-term effects of enduring this kind of virulent attack.
And it hit me that this was only the most overt kind of racism. This wasn't 'under the radar' racism that most black people are accustomed to dealing with every day -- all day. It is the covert kind that can be so overwhelming. The seemingly invisible damage reflected in the disproportionate numbers of non-whites inhabiting prisons or who are without health or are victims of environmental racism. The list goes on.
And I pondered what societal vaccination could be powerful enough to inoculate further generations from contracting this chronic and deadly condition called racism. And who would create it?
When I got home that night, I thought of the irate woman who accused me of being obsessed with race.
And I thought of my response. Yes, I see the world through race colored glasses because if I didn't, I would be blind.
And when there is nothing left to say, I will stop writing about it.
Whispering Black (or Little White Lies)
By Molly Secours
Several months ago I attended the "State of the Black World Conference" in Atlanta Georgia. Among those present were black activists, politicians, scholars and clergy from around the globe. Even celebrities such as Tavis Smiley, Danny Glover and Chris Tucker made an appearance in order to raise the awareness of this important discussion.
Although I learned a great deal at the conference, I didn't actually need to leave Nashville to be reminded that for people of a darker hue, the state of the black world hasn't really changed in many ways.
During the many speeches at the conference I was reminded of an experience just days earlier. While searching for real estate in Nashville, I encountered a pleasant and accommodating middle aged women who showed me some property in the Belmont area.
Although I wasn't interested in the place, she seemed eager to help me locate something more suited to my taste. She assured me that her partner managed many properties and felt confident he would have something available in the near future. She promised to have him call me as soon as possible.
Before we parted I inquired as to the location of another apartment which interested me. Leaning in close and confidential she advised me to be careful because although the area in which I was looking was close by, it was still "coming around". As my mind and heart raced, I tried to appear as though I didn't know what "coming around" meant.
Normally among whites this coded language is clearly understood with no explanation necessary. But I wanted to hear her say it. And she did. In a sweet maternal tone she warned me of the dangers of the neighborhood because there were still a lot of "blacks" living in the area. And she did what white people often do. She whispered the word "black" as though she were protecting a coveted secret.
But why whisper? Was she afraid someone would hear her who wasn't white? Was it because black people don't know they are black? Or was it to soften her insinuation that blacks are undesireable to live with? The only certainty is that she must have felt confident that I would understand and appreciate her warning.
The next words that came out of my mouth were unplanned and untrue. I calmly replied that the particular neighborhood she alluded to would actually work out very well for me because " I am black". And then without flinching I maintained a steady gaze and awaited a response.
She appeared nervous and confused as the flood of caveats and explanations flowed for several minutes. She clarified that what she meant to say was that the neighborhood was changing because more full time residents were moving in and renters were moving out.
She also seemed to struggle with the data I had just given her regarding my race. Did she somehow miss any signs that would have revealed my blackness? How did she not know? Although my hair is coarse and curly my skin is rather fair. She was understandably confused.
I'm not sure why I told her I was black rather than just confronting her about the damage of such a blatantly racist statement. Maybe I figured a little white lie would have more of an impact. And that by telling her I was black she might be forced to wrestle with her conscience.
She had exposed her true feelings--which she was clearly uncomfortable sharing with an unsympathetic stranger. What I most hoped is that she would reevaluate the ignorance of her words and understand the devastation inflicted upon every black person when one of us white folks perpetuates the mythology of blacks as being dangerous.
For many of the attendees at the conference, this incident sums up the state of the black world. As Dr. Frances Cress Welsing, the prominent black psychologist suggests, the best thing whites can do for non-whites is to tell them what we (whites) say when they aren't around. This way we all know where we stand.
A few minutes later my cell phone rang and it was the real estate woman calling to let me know that she had already spoken to her partner. As it turns out, he had no available apartments and nothing coming up in the near future. I thanked her for letting me know where I stood.
and this too
The other day I received an irate e-mail from someone responding to a recent article I had written.
"Why can't you write about something else besides race?"
She was unnerved by the notion that I seem to 'see racism everywhere' and perhaps it was my obsession with it rather than racism being palpable and undeniable. She also suggested that I was just one of those 'guilty white people' trying to assuage the pangs of culpability by writing about it and making other white people feel bad -- hence elevating myself.
At first I was tempted to fire off a quick and equally irate response but then decided to wait a few days and think about her suggestion that I was 'obsessed' and to determine if I was seeing the world through 'race colored glasses.'
As fate would have it, as I was walking through the downtown library parking lot on my way to attend a lecture later that day, I happened upon an argument underway among several people at the other end. It seemed to have just started as I arrived and had something to do with sandwiches.
As I stood at the machine paying my ticket, the argument escalated as they moved closer. The people approaching me were walking quickly away from a group of folks who had apparently all just received a bag-lunch from someone with a large cooler full of food.
The two people arguing vociferously were a middle-aged white woman attached to long-haired dog and a young black man in his 20's who was carrying a backpack and eating one of the sandwiches being distributed.
As the woman walked briskly across the pavement, she slung insults over her shoulder hitting the young man square in the solar plexus. As the argument degenerated and the woman became more aggressive, she ordered her dog to attack him. Although backing away, he continued to defend himself against her insults when she began spitting out the 'n' word and threatening him with more verbal violence. Claiming proudly -- and loudly -- that she was a member of the Ku Klux Klan, she assured him that his kind 'were destined for nothing other than tree-tops'.
The young man was of course angry and called her 'ignorant' in response to the throng of racial ephitets and threats being hurled in his direction. By the time the woman and her white male companion were about to physically attack this man, I had caught the attention of a security guard down the street to intervene, but the argument quickly dissolved as both parties dispersed to opposite sides of the street.
As I walked next to the young man, I didn't know what to say. I said something innocuous like 'I'm glad you didn't get into it with that woman; she's crazy'. As if by identifying this woman as 'crazy' would somehow diminish the pain and humiliation of public ridicule. And if this woman is just crazy, then what does that mean about all of the other people this young man encounters who don't demonstrate their views so blatently. At any rate, I wanted him to know I had witnessed the insult and injury he just suffered.
But witness of what? That this woman who did appear insane was very articulate in espousing and expressing the deep hatred she feels towards black people? That without hesitation she inflicted her racial toxicity on anyone within spitting distance?
And that is what it made me want to do. To spit out the bitterness of racism once and for all. To vomit the insanity of this vile disease.
When I arrived inside the library, I found myself wondering what the rest of that young man's day would be like and if this was a daily occurrence, or did it happen once a week, once a month. And what were the long-term effects of enduring this kind of virulent attack.
And it hit me that this was only the most overt kind of racism. This wasn't 'under the radar' racism that most black people are accustomed to dealing with every day -- all day. It is the covert kind that can be so overwhelming. The seemingly invisible damage reflected in the disproportionate numbers of non-whites inhabiting prisons or who are without health or are victims of environmental racism. The list goes on.
And I pondered what societal vaccination could be powerful enough to inoculate further generations from contracting this chronic and deadly condition called racism. And who would create it?
When I got home that night, I thought of the irate woman who accused me of being obsessed with race.
And I thought of my response. Yes, I see the world through race colored glasses because if I didn't, I would be blind.
And when there is nothing left to say, I will stop writing about it.
yea racism is always gone be as long as opinions is still around and the way the economic system is set up racism is the ideal way of maintainin white domination without the laws favoring certain races
YUP^^
Social Stratification!!
Social Stratification!!
QUOTE(smoke @ Mar 22 2006, 11:47 AM)
yea racism is always gone be as long as opinions is still around and the way the economic system is set up racism is the ideal way of maintainin white domination without the laws favoring certain races
racism is a hundred times deepr than just white on black racism.
just look at the public school system graduation rates. 50% for blacks, 51% for native americans, and 53% for latinos compared to 75% of whites. Racism?
Here's an idea. If you ain't white... FUCK YOU. If you are muslim... FUCK YOU... If you are Christian.. FUCK YOU. If you are jewish.. ooo baby come sit on my lap! If you believe anything besides what's on the news... FUCK YOU
There's a good start. I'd give a paper like that an instant A.
There's a good start. I'd give a paper like that an instant A.
QUOTE(Pale Rider @ Mar 29 2006, 03:59 PM)
Here's an idea. If you ain't white... FUCK YOU. If you are muslim... FUCK YOU... If you are Christian.. FUCK YOU. If you are jewish.. ooo baby come sit on my lap! If you believe anything besides what's on the news... FUCK YOU
There's a good start. I'd give a paper like that an instant A.
There's a good start. I'd give a paper like that an instant A.
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