I’m not white, whatever that is, exactly.
If you count “European” as white, I guess I could say I’m a little bit white due to some Southern and Northern European genes in my personal genetic pool, but most Mexicans have that anyhow. Mexicans are a hodgepodge of the world’s races. We were diverse before it was Woke. I have a smattering of the global mating splurge running through my blood. But I’m not white. No one would ever mistake me for white. I’m white insofar as I’m not black (although, there is that 2% Cameroonian in me), but I’m brown; a peasant little Mestizo. We are something else indescribable, but not white.
Still, I’m really angry, on behalf of white people. White people founded and built upon the foundation of this successful country. The Native Americans weren’t doing squat with it. No one else bothered to settle this land and introduce some good Apple- and Nike-studded brilliance like white people did. They brought law and order and civilization and rampant consumerism and status whoring. They made it livable and they invented and manufactured and created an idyllic wonderland. That lasted about a decade or two. At least whites weren’t enslaved and what is slavery except the epitome of cultural and ethnic despair and self-created uselessness? Africans were enslaved throughout the Americas by the evil white Europeans but it was not a one-way street; Africans willingly sold off Africans to the slave trade. What kind of society does that to itself?
So white people are not perfect. Who is?
I’m mad for white people because they created this modernity we savor to our doorstep. We enjoy the lavish automation and self-indulgent excesses of our First World bubble without considering who made it possible. It sure wasn’t Ecuador or Nigeria; it was white countries.
Why do white people tolerate this?
Why do they cave and submit to the institutionally acceptable hate and scorn that other ethnicities or races are exempt from? It’s as if white people have an innate self-destruct mode. They were coded to neutralize their utility and pride in the event of cultural success. They are doing a grand job of it.
Next, participants learn about “white fragility” and are asked to complete an exercise called “How to Tell If You Have White Fragility,” with beliefs such as “I am a good person, I can’t be racist” and “I was taught to treat everyone the same” interpreted as evidence of the participant’s internalized racism and white fragility. Finally, at the conclusion of the 21-day challenge, participants are told that they must learn how to “pivot” from “white dominant culture” to “something different.” The document claims that “competition,” power hoarding,” “comfort with predominantly white leadership,” “individualism,” “timeliness,” and “comprehensiveness” are “white dominant” values that “perpetuate white supremacy culture”—and must be rejected.
I suppose I can’t blame white people for not boasting of their cultural accomplishments. We live in a world where all colors can take loud and vocal pride while expressing anger, hurt and bewilderment at their unjust treatment as long as it’s not whites doing it. Brown, yellow, black…we’re all free to whine and mope and act like we are all that. Society rewards non-white victimization with consternation and vapid commiseration. If white people do the same, it’s supremacy and hate and extremism.
Sucks to be white.
I’m glad I’m brown. Brown is invisible and no one cares much about us. On the victim scale, we don’t get the injustice cred other races get, but that’s fine with me. In today’s intrusive Identity Dystopia, invisibility is a blessing.