Am I Racist?
Back at Tech, I went to hear a researcher from UT talk about gender and society. I don't remember his name or the subject of the talk, but he opened with an anecdote that I've contemplated from time to time over the years:
"I look out over this crowd and I am reminded of my times back in college. From my gray hair you might guess it's been a while. I was in college back in the '60's, and it wasn't exactly like you see in the movies, but it was something interesting. Many of us felt as though we were part of something special; that the world was changing and we were a part of that.
"We used to have groups of people who would get together and just talk about stuff. Sometimes there was a book, but alot of the time the conversation just meandered. I remember being your age and being in one of those discussions about gender. One of my friends turned to a black girl and said, 'our struggle as women unifies us. There are lots of different problems with the world, but we can connect in the common ground of our womanhood.'
"Her friend responded, 'No. That's a nice thought, but when you get up in the morning and look in the mirror you see a woman. When I look in the mirror, I see a black woman.'
"It was at that point I realized that when I get up in the morning and look into the mirror, I see a human being. The thing about privilege is that it's invisible. Everyone else has to define themselves in relation to it."
I've been thinking about this in the last couple days because I've been arguing social issues with McK and one of her central points of opposition to my points is that I am a passive racist.
The other night on my way to the gym, there were hundreds of high school and middle school kids toting pro-life signs milling around Union Station. (I assume they were on their way back from the Capitol.) As McK and I were coming home, we were admiring their discarded placards. She was fascinated that one of the main groups was the Kights of Columbus, who are apparently a white-supremacist group. The idea of white-supremacists going on about abortion reminded me of the recent move to reinstate the FCC's "fairness doctrine" requiring "all coverage of controversial issues by a broadcast station be balanced and fair."
This is what used to give all candidates in elections equal air-time. I'm for an informed populace, but I'm more against direct governmental interference in media content. So, I said that I was against censorship so long as people are held accountable for the effects of deliberate mistruth and slander. After some chit-chat, McK's response was, "I'm doing better, I didn't bring up how your position might be different if you weren't a college educated white male."
How does one respond to that? I'm not going to claim racism doesn't exist. I can't really say that I'd have the same perspective if I was a black woman; I have no clue. I have friends of different races, but they are all pretty well acculturated middle class Americans. Do I know what life is like in the ghetto? No.
At this point I don't really have any response to the accusation that I'm racially insensitive. I generally don't think about race when talking to someone. I talk to everyone in basically the same way. Is that wrong?
I'm generally very proud of my life and I love my friends. It feels so strange to me to be ashamed that my best friends are white. The unspoken accusation is that I'm comfortable enjoying a status quo built on the use and abuse of other people. People are being discriminated against all over the place and, cocooned and oblivious in my little white world, I take positions on issues that serve to exacerbate the issues and make these people's lives worse.
One of the places I really get caught up is on the issue of identity. Everyone is looking around for things to build an identity out of. I'm a Southerner. I'm a computer geek. I'm a drinker. I'm a dancer. I'm a writer. As much as these are things that I do, these are things that paint a picture of the person I want to be. This isn't about the insecure high schooler smoking to fit in with the cool kids. This is about everyone having a person inside that they are and wanting to understand who that person is and wanting to express that person to the world around them.
Everyone needs an identity and I see where people frequently use their race to draw upon for parts of their identity. I know Asian people who like eating with chopsticks, black people who wear FuBu and white 20-somethings that hate Bush. It is about expressing who you are and belonging to a group that you admire. Sometimes people ignore their identity and try to fit in where they don't belong, but I see fitting in as a healthy activity in general.
Blackness, Asianess, intelligence, femaleness or whateverness all have activities and attitudes that are associated with them. There is the trait and then there are the cultures that are associated with the trait. Martha Stewart and Paris Hilton: both women, very different cultures. Lil' Jon and Colin Powell: both black. Me and David Duke: both Southern. My biggest questions at this point are about mobility. McK seems to tie race and culture very closely together. I think what I would like to know more about is how race affects mobility and how that relates to individual decisions about identity.
The whole mess is so very complicated… I'll have to come back to this one.
