Thoughts about the Nature of Racism


I want to share a short conversation here, that I participated in on a Facebook friend‘s wall, and my thoughts about it as they deal with a much discussed subject that concerns us all: racism.


One world for all beings.

With great enthusiasm, a friend posted a link to a CNN article (see below). It’s about four Miss elections and all of the winners are black. I sat and watched and thought: ok, they’re all black, so what?

I’d like to make a small parenthesis. When I was a teenager and heard all that talking about racism in school, I didn’t know what they were talking about. I was grown up among people of the international classic music environment. I was European of mixed origins, and friends with black singers, gay dancers, lesbian dance teachers, Asian violinists, with people from across the planet. They all were together at the opera house because of one single reason: because they deserved it. Because they were good. Because they had worked so hard and had so much talent that they were accepted into an A-class international opera house. That was the only thing that counted. So for me, from childhood on, the only fact that counted was what people were able to do, and how much talent they had and how they dealt with other people. Later I learned that the universe I had grown up in was exclusive and didn’t really reflect the outside world. I had a hard time to understand, though, what was actually meant. And that’s not just a nice sentence but a true fact.

Therefore, I have my own attitude to all that fuss about racism, about gay and lesbian, even about other religions. I have only one basic link to the question about people’s origins: a cultural one.

Ok, back to the story. After seeing the article about the Miss Universe stuff and thinking that the women were beautiful, I shrug my shoulders and thought: ok, they’re black, so what? And I wrote it in a comment. So my friend said: nothing, just an observation. Yeah, great, I think it’s great, I like beauty even if I’m not really interested in women, and these are beautiful. So someone else came in, replying. He wrote: “I hope you do know the most beautiful women in the world are women of color…and Columbia has the highest percentage……darn, was that a racist comment?”

Was his a racist comment?

I think it was a stupid comment, as such absolutism and generalizations are always stupid. I answered, I answered this:

“What is a woman of color? You’re not racist because you say they’re the most beautiful. That’s a question of taste, personal and acceptable, as it should be the other way round (and is no longer). What is, however, racist by definition, is the distinction all together. Because, what is a “woman of color”? Where does it start? With black hair? With dark blond hair? With olive skin? With green eyes? With amber eyes? You try to define a person of “non-color” and you’ll find out that the greatest racists are often those who fight against racism.”

Because at the end, even an albino is a person with color, and btw I don’t want to think about the horrors done to them in Africa.

I mean, isn’t that really the issue? Someone who wants to make his point against racism and writes something like this, shouldn’t he actually be ashamed of what he’s doing? Isn’t this exactly how it all starts, always? I think already the article is kind of racist. It is racist because it points out a fact that shouldn’t make us wonder. It is, if at all, a coincidence. Like saying oh, today I saw four red cars one after the other. What a coincidence, all red! Does this mean anything? No. Only with people it means something. They tell us that it does. They tell us that it’s good, and a good sign, that they’re all of color. But this shouldn’t even be mentioned in this sense. This is what makes us draw the line. The line of “you” vs “me”, of “they” vs “us”. Instead of identity, there’s hostility. Will it make any difference if now we spit on the “Whites” and glorify the “Colored”? No, it won’t. That’s one of the lowest instincts of man, it’s called revenge. If I were an extraterrestrial waiting for mankind to finally develop and had observed a certain social evolution with hope, I’d shake my head now, take my space vehicle and go back to my brothers and sisters, and I’d say: “Naaaah, leave humans alone. They’re about to repeat all the sh*t they’ve always been doing. They’re still manipulated into everything that doesn’t require a brain. And they have still not understood that they share the planet with other beings who have the same rights as that planet is just one. Let’s go, folks. We’ll come back in 2100 years again.”

Well. Maybe it’s just me. As usual.



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