TRUE COLORS REVEALED
One of the books that I am currently reading is LIFE IS SO GOOD. It was written by a Black man who was born in 1898 and lived until 2001. In his 103 years, George Dawson saw it all. Chapter one opens with an experience that occurred in front of his 10-year-old eyes: the lynching of a man randomly accused of having sex with a woman who later delivered a blond-haired, blue-eyed child.
Reading a post on the Belle Jar about the latest episode of racial discord made me think of the blood-thirsty spectators at the Roman Colosseum. I also thought about how I was raised: never heard my Mom call anyone out of their name, indecent words were not thrown out as an ignorant greeting or common place, and I was eager to learn about other people’s positive way of living. Yet, as a person of color, I have experienced my share of blatant racial indecencies. Unfortunately, the smiling young girl who posted a noose due to a sports loss did not share the same upbringing as most decent people. (The recent verbal-lynching of Subban reminds me of the mob who shouted in a frenzy for their deity, Diana, for two hours. Acts 19:23-40. Coincidentally, the mob of racist tweets also gathered when their idol was fallen.)
When George Dawson was a child, people were empowered to show their true colors while hiding behind white sheets. Today, folks unabashedly broadcast their hatred to the world through short posts or emails. There is nothing new under the sun but it still has the power to make your heart break for the racist as well as for the person who is no longer chattel but is expected to “stay in his place”. Unfortunately, in some people’s view of the world, it is acceptable to castigate a person for working with their team to achieve success. Unfortunately, some people are still taught to think of other people as “an astonishment, a proverb, and a byword“. Unfortunately, some people just suck.
In John 8:42-47, Jesus tells those who have no love, as evidenced by their compulsion to kill him, that their father is the devil. I wonder if I should I pray to my Father for people who obviously have murder in their own hearts? (I know the answer.) For now, I will just pray that we all get it right while we still have time.
Last night, Montreal Canadiens player P. K. Subban scored the winning goal against the Boston Bruins in Game 1 of the Eastern Conference Semifinal.
Predictably, Boston fans were outraged. In this case, though, with Subban as one of the few black players in the league, their anger took a sickeningly racist turn.
It was so bad that the n-word was briefly trending on Twitter in Boston. Seriously. Think about that for a minute. Think about how many people must have been tweeting one of the vilest, most degrading racist slurs in our language in order for it to be trending in a city the size of Boston. That is not just a few racist fans making everyone look bad – that is a whole fucking lot of people trying their hardest to make Subban (and all people of colour) aware of just how…
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