Kimstu -
I do my best to not let the actions of a few individuals cause me to make judgements about the races or whatever. However, I am not entirely successful. I find myself having less trust of a random black guy dressed in FUBU than I do of a white guy in jeans and a tshirt. Intellectually, I know I should be equally trustful, and cautious, of both. Emotionally, I am much more on the defensive with blacks. Up until the age of about 18, I had limited contact with blacks other than college classmates. I had not developed this emotional bias. But, after living for 14 years in downtown Baltimore, I have had enough bad experiences with blacks that I find myself feeling animosity toward blacks regardless of my intellectual knowledge that it’s only a certain subset of blacks that I need to worry about. I haven’t developed a good way to differentiate the blacks I need to worry about, without first putting myself in jeopardy. Part of this, I think, is that the more positive blacks make it a point to emulate the fashion and dialect of the losers.
I have had bad experiences with whites too, but the overwhelming majority of experiences I have had with whites have been positive or neutral. Unfortunately, blacks were running about 50/50 until I became more cautious. Now the bad experiences are more frequent but also more minor. Because, over all, there is less negative impact on me with my current attitude, I have little motivation to attempt to switch back. There is only that little nagging feeling that I shouldn’t discriminate. I don’t have many opportunities to discriminate except in very minor personal dealings, and so my ethics meter hasn’t been in the red, only the yellow.
I hate to go with the “I have black friends” thing, but I think that this is relevant here. One of my three best friends is black. His daughter is my god daughter. He has drug convictions and other problems. I think he has learned that this kind of conduct is a bad idea and I trust him completely. He thinks that I should be LESS trusting of blacks.
I do feel somewhat bad that my emotions are not entirely politically correct. I think that I am better than many. If I had the chance, I would never have discriminatory hiring practices or anything like that.
My point is that, every time a person does something, it has an effect on all the people who witness it. We all have first impressions of people we meet, no matter how hard we try not to. These first impressions are largely based on experiences we’ve had with people in the past who remind us in some way of the current individual under scrutiny. It’s like in a work environmet when one bad salesperson, or whatever, makes customers assume that the whole company is bad. You are constantly representing your race, your family, your sex, and every category that someone might group you into. Say you give a store several chances but about half the time the sales people are unhelpful, rude, or incompetant - how do you feel about the store? Not a perfect correlation here between races and businesses, but I think you get my point about the unavoidability of preconceptions.
One more thing, yes, it does cross my mind that a white individual is reflecting poorly on the race. I have on several occasions told white people specifically that I didn’t like the way they were acting because it reflected poorly on me. If the only witnesses to the incident were white guys then I would merely tell the guy he was a jerk, but, if there were others, I would make a point of saying that I didn’t approve of the guy’s actions in order to mitigate the harm done to my race and gender. The most blatant example of this happened when I was taking a class on racism in literature, one white male made several racist comments. I kept hoping for the white female professor to step in a bit but she didn’t so I spoke up and said directly to the blacks in the class that I thought the guy was uniformed and racist but that I hoped he could learn different in this class. Several other white individuals in the class then spoke up similarly. The guy didn’t learn. I pointed out to the blacks that this individual was atypical and only one individual among many. I asked that we not be judged by his behavior. As many of the dicussions in class became debates that were largely blacks against whites (except one ethiopian fellow who always sided with the whites), I used to cringe everytime the racist jerk would raise his hand.