Tuesday, March 30, 2010
ELEPHANT OR MOUSE?
MY friend and I from the Samaritan house have had some heated exchanges on race and racism the last couple of days. I'll just call him MR W. Sunday we had a heated argument but this morning I apologized for becoming to combative, I have to learn to control myself a lot better and not become so emotional during heated debates, it takes away from my argument. I got upset when MR W suggested that I thought blacks were inferior. why? because were only 13% of the pop: yet almost 50% of the prison pop: I stated that the reason that so many black men are in prison is because they're committing a lot of crimes, simple as that..MR W: so you think black are criminals? ME: no, but if you commit a crime doesn't that make you a criminal? MR W: so you think black are inferior? ME: no, but if you're behind bars aren't you inferior at least for that time being? and it went on and on. Today we talked about racism, MR W: thinks racism is the big white elephant in the room, I on the other hand thinks its just a pesky mouse. MR W. obsesses about racism, I don't,. in my opinion MR W. thinks thinks that racism determines how, what, where and how far we as black people go in life and I just don't believe that. sure there's always gonna be racism even among blacks but I just don't worry or talk about it every day. I can't force people to like me. the reason that I'm broke and homeless right now is because of the choices I made. no one made me take that drink on fathers day 2004 at the playboy jazz festival in Hollywood chasing this beautiful Latina, on that day my credit score was 750 and I was living the American dream. no one made me fly my son's mother to las Vegas because there I knew she would have no other choice but go to bed with me because there was only one bed. now my license is frozen and I can;t work because of child support. it was my choice to use drugs, the white man wasn't around when I made that choice. I'm sure he may have had a hand in drugs being in the community but my sisters never touch the stuff. I don't smoke cigarettes even though the sell them on every corner. self-responsibility and self-discipline is what we need. please stop playing the blame game its a game for losers.
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