The Unspoken Topic: Racism
I am writing about what seems to be an oddly unspoken topic: Racism.
This isn’t about being racist towards white people, towards black people, towards mixed people or anyone in between that. This is the just the brutal truth of racism that is a fragile topic that needs to be addressed. Whether you like it or not, your race has been and always will be incorporated in politics. When you have to fill out an “important” paper, doesn’t it usually ask you to identify your race? That’s because for some reason or another, it’s important. I am writing this not to be awkwardly blunt, but because for some reason all these mass shootings, all these crimes around the world, find a way to make race a determining factor. I am writing this for anyone who constantly feels insecure, or even threatened because of where they come from.
In a cruel world, diversity has come to be a beautiful thing. Maybe my opinion is biased simply because I was raised to love someone not by where they come from, but how they accomplish what they dream of, how they carry themselves, not by how they look. Unfortunately, racism is still around us because again, the world can be a cruel place. It’s almost weird for to be writing about this, because racism has became a very radical and foreign topic for me.
Back to the politics of it all: Your color does not determine the crimes you may or may not commit. Period. This, out of all things is a terrible issue. What the f*ck? I feel a new wrinkle growing in my forehead every time I even think about this. We are all individuals, we all share different traits, different opinions of the world, and different ways of handling situations. So no, I do not think your color is at all a factor in what you do, it’s how you were raised and it’s who you are. Can we not all just come together for once, give each other a fair and equal chance, and say f*ck what color you.