I think that’s where the value in talking about microaggressions comes in. Ignorance is not completely inevitable. Some of this stuff isn’t intuitive to someone in the more privileged position, so when minorities explain why it sucks, that’s an opportunity for learning and change.
I remember explaining to a guy I briefly dated how much I hate when strangers (always men) tell me to smile. “Smile, it’s not so bad” is usually how the schtick goes. Few things annoy me as much as this; it’s one of those “microaggressions” I refuse to play along with in the moment. Tell me to smile and it’s the surest way to get me to not smile. You become dead to me.
The guy I explained this to didn’t argue with me, but he confessed to not seeing what the big deal was. He didn’t see the sexism behind it either. Until shortly thereafter, he came across an online article that criticized the “smile” phenomenon. The piece was written by a man who had perpetrated this microaggression all of his life without thinking about it. The writer had the revelation as to how inappropriate this was when a close female friend, shortly after learning of her mother’s death, had been treated to “smile” from a man on the street. It opened his eyes as to how disrespectful it is to implicitly have your emotions and personal autonomy dismissed by someone who doesn’t even know you. Men don’t tell other men to smile, either. Women not only are expected to absorb these thoughtless intrusions without complaint, they are expected to play along like good sports. It is a textbook case of microaggression.
The guy I dated told me that he “got it” after reading that article. Perhaps he wouldn’t have even read that article if we hadn’t discussed the issue beforehand, I don’t know. But it does make me feel good to know he won’t be guilty of doing this anymore, and perhaps he will also persuade other men to stop this schtick.
It is such a small thing, but it really does matter.