1. PSA: Please don’t try the BS “I have a Black friend” excuse on me again
2. Related: Why so many White people fail to understand Ferguson
3. Personal: Getting real tired of all the calm, analytic “what about this” discussions I hear every single time UNARMED Black people are murdered by the police
white people make up the majority of the population, so therefore it would be logical for whites to have more white friends, like the numbers make sense
also some areas are hugely white and others are more diverse. its says more about demographics than racism
Yeah honestly that’s not a fair assumption, I grew up in an area with about 5 nonwhite people per class so exactly how was I supposed to make sure I had an “acceptable” amount of black friends? I don’t agree you should use any excuse to be racist, but the standards seem a bit skewed.
I would rather have white people be friends with me because they like me as a person, instead of wanting to ease their white guilt
no one consciously looks at race when making friends, unless you’re a racist and that’s a minority of people
Places my friends come from: lacrosse team, videogames, classes, church, band
Number of black people ive met in those populations: im guessing 3.
I dont give a fuck what color your skin is, but im not going to go out of my way to be friends with someone just to appease another tumblr sjw.
Dear followers, please allow me to translate most of the predominately White or #newBlack “anti-sjw" bloggers (weird how that works out, huh?) out there like: a-little-fall-of-rain canofsexy and their ilk for you:
1. “I have absolutely NO basic reading comprehension because I didn’t understand (or intentionally ignored) the completely asynchronous ***proportions*** mentioned and highlighted that was the point of the article”
2. “Yeah I’m a racist, and I’m 100% comfortable in my racism”
Borrowing from a recent post by sonofbaldwin, aptly titled:
The Crier Deniers
“Some white people love to come into a conversation critiquing racism just to say that they don’t think it’s racism.
Sometimes, they’re nice with it, like, “I honestly don’t think that was racism. I think it was just a little misunderstanding.”
Sometimes, they’re nasty with it, like, “STOP PLAYING THE RACE CARD! EVERYTHING IS NOT ABOUT RACE!!!!”
But one thing is true: The denial is like a meth high for them.
It’s like they feel that in order to live a stress-free life, preserve their innocence, extend their euphoria, and protect their self-image, they must take up the mission of denying racism wherever it has been detected.
From the most subtle shades to the most blatant explosions, these folks get their whole lives from telling people of color that racism is just a figment of their imaginations.
They only way they will admit that racism is the cause of something is if telepathy can be utilized to read the accused’s mind.
Anything short of that and these folks will get down on their knees and cry, incredulous at the fact that you could even think that racism was involved.
Because as James Baldwin said, crying is much easier than changing.
(P.S. This also goes for some men folk in conversations about misogyny, some straight folks in conversations about queerantagonism, some non-disabled folks in conversations about ableism/disableism, and so on.)”
EDIT: this also applies to #newBlack people thirsty for White approval
#newBlack was an insult at conception.