| Written by Diana, on 07-07-2001 01:52 |
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Why is it that whenever a movie comes out with a predominantly black, or African American if you prefer, cast a fight breaks out between them? I don't see movies with white guys beatin' each other to a pulp just for the hell of it. There are those movies however, and those real life situations that involve a black guy who is kinder than a white guy could ever dream to be. It's either "black or white" so to speak with black guys and only a mild gray with white guys. The gray gets a little foggy sometimes and the black (vs. white) is not the place to be. white on the other hand (vs. black), in movies anyways, always seem to end up dead. Why is that? Shouldn't the trouble making black guy die rather than the kind black guy? and why does the white girl always have to make trouble, causing the black guy to dump her (rightfully)?
We didn't have a very large black population at my high school but the few that were there were the kindest peers I've ever come into contact with. Then there are those black girls who believe that they have it so much harder than everyone else. The one's I've met have spent their entire life proving to us that we (white girls) should pity them. Maybe pity isn't the right word but I think the word i'm looking for doesn't exist. I've taken classes on slavery and oppression. I have such a hard time with giving sympathy to people who spend all of their time making sure that we remember their past. I've heard black guys saying that they don't have the "brains" (for lack of a better word) to become something. I think the people who believe that are only setting themselves up to fail. But oh, when there's a happy ending, I think it's well deserved. I know I have racist thoughts often, though they are not usually regarding blacks--or African Americans--and they can be pretty harsh. In high school I spend a year with a group of predominantly black members. I knew no tighter group in all my years of school. I felt privileged to be their friend. Unfortunately, they did harvest vicious thoughts which were unfair and overly cruel. I found them to get angry quicker, but they also forgave just as fast. Again, they were black or white when it came to feelings towards other members of the group. Whereas the hugely white population was unforgiving but often too consumed in their relationships to get very angry at others, even when it was deserved. I found "dumb blonde" to be a common thought that ran through my head about those around me (even though I myself am blonde). I believe that some of them couldn't succeed even if they put all they had into something. I never thought that about the primarily black group I once hung out with. Many were troubled and could not keep their thoughts on school whereas others were beyond me in their academic achievements. Let me stop and say I'm just rambling here. I don't care if you hate me for the things I've said, that was never my intention. I sometimes feel as though saying what I truly believe helps to calm me down. I heard a quote today spoken by an African American man: "that's a black man's life: madness and mayhem." They said it, not me. Sometimes I get overwhelmed with the beliefs of others. It makes me confused as to what I believe within myself. I know I occasionally harvest racist views, but that's just how I was raised. My parents aren't racist but those around me were. I have found myself interested in things I'm not proud of. And I never plan to share these thoughts with anyone. I believe I've said all I need to say in order to calm myself. Maybe I shouldn't post this. I don't want you to hate me for this. I know my thoughts on the subject are often wrong, but I don't care to change my beliefs just to please you. Please don't take this the wrong way.
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