If you are against something, you should know what it is, right?
So why do today's professional anti-racists have trouble identifying the basic concept of racism, and why do they keep supporting and encouraging some rather nasty forms of it — real, degrading, and violent?
I'm looking at a Web page perpetrated by the Seattle Public Schools, a page dealing with "Equity and Race Relations." I'm peering at one definition in particular:Racism The systematic subordination of members of targeted racial groups who have relatively little social power in the United States (Blacks, Latino/as, Native Americans, and Asians), by the members of the agent racial group who have relatively more social power (Whites). The subordination is supported by the actions of individuals, cultural norms and values, and the institutional structures and practices of society.
Apparently, blacks and Latinos and Native Americans can't be racist. So the next time a kid of minority color pulls a knife on a white kid, calling him "Whitey" or worse, we'll know that this wasn't racist. The next time a minority rights champion flies off the handle and says that all whites are racists, we'll know that statement isn't itself racist.
How will we know? Because according to the people who teach our children, only white people in America can be racist!
Latinos and Latinas, Burmese, Chinese, Africans, Indonesians — not one member of these groups is racist. Thanks for the info, Seattle Public Schools.
The idea that only individuals belonging to a culturally dominant group in a given area can have racist opinions, express racist thoughts, and judge and act in racist ways, is idiotic on the face of it. That a bunch of educators in the Pacific Northwest would institutionalize this idiocy is truly sad. They've even dumbed down the notion to a very specific "White America" fixation.
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