Okay, I’m white so I am racist. I’m stuck with that. Now what.
“Okay, I’m white so I am racist. I’m stuck with that. Now what.”
Exactly my thought. Screw’em.
>>Okay, I’m white so I am racist. I’m stuck with that. Now what.
Just enjoy your life. Be proud of your whiteness. If they mention slavery, just say that you’ve never met a slave or a slaveowner. If they mention that you don’t understand something because you’re white, smile and say, “You are correct....and I don’t give a damn.” If they physically attack you, draw your weapon and aim for center mass until they stop attacking.
Whatever traces of white guilt I may have had ended last week.
Embrace it and feel guilty no more.
Embrace it. That’s what I do. I’m not only not sorry that I’m white, I’m downright proud to be. Why shouldn’t I be? If other races can be proud of their race, so can whites, and I’d say that whites as a race have much of which to be proud.
And if the author of this puerile pos doesn’t like it that her race is responsible for such achievements as Detroit and and the new South Africa, she can just go “sit down and shut up” Her race did it, they can own it. They can also own their crime rate, low academic scores, and the fact that people will take a loss on their home to move when the neighborhood raches a tipping point of her race, because the saying “there goes the neighborhood” exists for a reason (see Detroit, Birmingham, etc).