On Racism, Discrimination, and Prejudice

Full disclosure, I am me, and this is really ME posting to this blog. I say that because in a world dominated by social media and the many idiosyncrasies therein (i.e. hacking of passwords) I want you the reader to know that I am 100% the real, genuine article. With that out-of-the-way, let me ask a question…


Those of you who are only now privy to the new age of ‘social media’ racism/discrimination/prejudice that has blossomed over the last few years–how’s life living under a rock?

I’m not an activist, but I do care about the social and ethical makeup of society enough to want to help at least field discussions and debates about the problem. What is the problem? The problem is indifference. The fact that people find the exploitation of minorities–whether their fighting, arguing, or dishing out the latest trend of ‘disses’ toward a picture of some ‘dude’. I’ve always thought it was disappointing how much work many of our parents put into establishing a moral fiber or boundary for us to abide by, only for it to consistently be crossed by people we meet as adults. Let’s face it–adults are jerks.

Grown-ups are 100% the reason for discrimination to thrive. Kids notice the same differences adults often, but it’s on the adults to decide whether to explain something as different or as a mistake. Plain and simple guys, there are some of you reading this who refuse to believe that black people lose out on jobs simply because of their names. Now, I can already hear people saying how parents shouldn’t name their kids ‘silly’ names. My question to them is this: Shouldn’t Shaqueisha’s resume speak for itself. If Arnold Brown and Shaqueisha Hamilton possess the same skills, accomplishments, and overall body of work–do they not deserve a shot?

Now, that example also holds a dynamite keg of a social issue involving black women in the work place in general, but that’s for another post and probably another writer to be honest.  My point is the elephant in the room. We see it. We smell it. We can touch it. Yet the social fabric of our country is keen on skipping over addressing racism in favor of satirizing it. Hey let’s make a show about how kids live in poverty and their granddad caters to the white man. If it sounds like a particular show I’m speaking about, don’t be surprised if it’s not what you’re thinking. The show is probably gonna make and indictment about the condition of racial relations in this country–but wait! Wouldn’t be funny if one of the kids had a catchy phrase? So disarming and cute isn’t? That little scamp!

I see popular culture as the fabric of society. Very trendy. Passionate about the moment, never the worrying about the consequences. Live for the moment. Obey your thirst. Hungry, why wait. It it looks good, eat. These phrases are taken both literally and metaphorically, as people have thrown out the ‘golden rule’ in favor of ‘Carpe Diem’. Seizing the day. Seizing your dreams, by any means necessary. Stand up for what you believe in–even if it’s incredibly insensitive. Without a moral code to live by, trying to ‘carpe diem’ will start wars, at least in the context of groups speaking out in favor of their ideals. So when it comes to racial relations, how do we, as a nation regulate ‘how far is too far’ when it comes to ANY group or individual speaking out in favor of their ideals? We can’t tell them they’re wrong, can we? Who are we to judge? Or, should we set a line, a boundary that shouldn’t be crossed?

Again, this is stream of consciousness, so forgive any weird tangents. I just want us to move toward some sort of solution that the generally population can at least agree to compromise to.

One Love. An unconditional one.

Desmond Childs

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