I am the white face who lives an uncomfortable life at ease because I can afford to walk away from luxury.
You don’t need protests to win the city. You don’t need the outside help of nationally famous civil rights figures. You don’t need interest groups to support you. You don’t need anyone to win this.
To all the people I have been making uncomfortable, I do not regret to inform you that I am not sorry; I am not sorry at all.
Busted lips and bruised arms.
“What if he had a gun?” “What if he shot you?”
We’re the most privileged race, yet still face some prejudice.
1. “I don’t see race. I am colorblind.” Okay, seriously how did this bullshit start? Why does it take your refusal to see someone as the color that they are, for you to treat them as a human being?
By its very nature, apartheid required the virtual militarization of parts of the country. How else could the white minority government impose racial segregation on the majority black population?
I remember the first time a white girl I was talking to drunkenly told me, with a wink, “I’ve never been with a black guy before.”
How do you cure a 600 year-old ideological disease?