The raindog. I do not mean to dismiss or belittle the experiences of you and your wife, but some of the things you with the face says and what you say are essentially in agreement. But a co-member of Generation X I have directly been subjected to racial hostility by whites, which I have talked about before on these boards, though as I grow older these kinds of incidents grow much less common. My generation is quite attuned to racial incidents happening to other people, if only because we still have a “this shit is still happening!” attitude that is not quite “embedded victimization” although I can see how you might think so. It’s more of a “heads up!” deal.
In that respect, I’d say that our generation is probably the first to expericence more or less “hassle free” social interracial dating, although yours was probably the first to challenge and overturn miscegenation laws. Fair enough?
I think for the most part people are politer now, and more likely to say niceties to your face, and better equipped to hold their fists and tongues. But the hatred and disapproval behind the practiced smiles is still racism, just a more insiduous and quieter kind. Well, it’s demonstrably bigoted if not racist.
As a member of Generation X, I’m 35. My mother (55) and father (64) were both subjected to “Colored Only” segregation well into in their teens and twenties, respectively, in South Carolina and Tennesee, respectively, particularly since they both lived in small southern towns with segregated schools, parks, motels, stores and churches.
My own racial incidents are pretty unremarkable and MIGHT just be chalked up to “growing up.” When I was 5, I bloodied the face of a white kid who called me a “stupid monkey” in kindergarten. When I was fourteen, I got in a fistfight with three white guys, one of whom who called me a “nigger” from his front porch, and I dared them to come over here and say that to my face. I was 18 when a carload of white boys called me “nigger!” from a passing car and threw a Coke bottle at my head, causing me to fall off the bike; I was around 23 when I was riding another bike out in the country and ran into, of all people, David Duke.
In my own teens and twenties, I’ve felt “free” to apply for housing and higher education, but make no mistake: I have been discriminated in housing applications before, and simply decided it was not worth my time or money to pursue legal recourse. I’ve had a few minor racial incidents at USC. I’ve participated in the democratic process without fear of personal retribution, but have seen where others like me have been quite legally disenfranchised in national elections in 2000 and 2004, and see where my votes in Ohio may be dispute, too. I do feel “free” to date or marry a white woman if I choose and she so consents, but I’ve made a conscious decision a long time ago that the hostility, bitterness and disapproval from some blacks with my just being with a white woman wasn’t really worth looking outside my race for love. I’m not exactly losing sleep over this, but prehaps you look at me and see someone cowed by the opinions of others. If I have every expectation that I will receive fair treatment in the justice system, that’s only because I’ve never really run afoul of the law. If something did happen, I wouldn’t be surprised if my tune changed. I’ve bailed out friends on seen how the cops treated them. Despite my faith, I have very low expectations, almost always reinforced, almost every time I deal with the cops, that I will ever be treated fairly by them. I have been subjected to some boneheaded foot-dragging, rough treatment and callous indifference that I’m not sure I can attribute to my race or socioeconomic class or both.
I have it better than my parents did and a damn sight better than my grandparents. Major Civil Rights battles have been won, that’s mostly true, and life’s better. But the price for freedom, as I recall, is eternal vigiliance. Reminding yourself of the worst is not self-victimization.
raindog, I believe you and I are essentially on the same side and I imagine we’d have a lot to talk about IRL. There are some major fundamental differences in our worldviews, however, typified by your oft-repeated assertion that the fight for freedom for blacks in America began only 150 years ago. :dubious: