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I remember keenly the first time I really, deeply, felt the full force of the privilege that US culture grants me due to the color of my skin.

It was 2008. For a few years previously I had been reinvesting with feminism and intersectionality and was active with fellow #socialjusticewarriors on Twitter. For the first time in my life I was beginning to make peace with the fact that as a white person I benefit from implicit racism and white privilege every single day.

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The never ending cycle of white privilage.

(Originally posted on LiveJournal in March 2009. But it seems, sadly, continually relevant.)

Hi. My name is Em…

and I am racist.

I say that without a sense of irony and with some small sense of shame. It is primarily passive racism at this point, but I benefit from the color of my skin in innumerable ways every day. And if you are reading this, and you are white, so do you. And you have been trained by our society not to see it and to embrace it and to benefit – every day – from the fact that you are not a person of color.

I am racist. I don’t like it. I hate it. But every fucking day I struggle with myself. I fail at being an anti-racist ally every fucking day. But I keep trying. And I learn. I’m not saying this because I want someone to give me a cookie and a pat on the back for trying not to be an asshole. I’m saying it because we can all learn together if we want to, but first we have to see our prejudice for what it really is. We have to own it. We have to admit to ourselves the way that we react to people of different races and not try to explain it away as something other than an instantaneous value judgement based primarily on the color of someone’s skin.

There has been a ton of fail around these here internets lately – RaceFail, if you will. It is bleeding over – as it should – into other venues I frequent (and if you frequent them too, then a lot of this might look a little familiar, but it needs to be said). It makes people uncomfortable. Fact is, it’s not nice to be confronted with our own privilege. It’s not nice to think that we as white people might be racist. It’s a lot easier to talk about racial prejudice, and privilege. It’s lot easier to not push ourselves out of our comfort zone. It’s uncomfortable, and it sucks, and it burns and if we are even the slightest bit concerned with social justice, it can make our entire selfhood squirm to call our race based prejudice by its actual name. RACISM.

But here’s the thing.
It’s not about us. It’s not about the white people.

It’s not about how our feelings get hurt when people call us out for saying stupid shit.
It’s not about how an innocent comment (or chapter or essay or statement) was misconstrued.
It’s not about how hard it is to be sensitive to other people’s cultural sensitivities.
It’s not about how it stings and burns and makes us want to rage when someone suggests that we are, in fact, racist.
It’s not about us white folks.

At its root it’s about systematic racism and how generations of racial oppression have created a system in which what a white person says is valued more highly than what a person of color says. It’s about how generations of passive lack of resistance have benefited white people at the expense of people of color. It’s about using the language of oppression to cast white people we don’t like into the role of racial other when there is no other target, or to make the case that we’re not racist, we’re classist. It’s about white being the default and non-white being “special interest.” It’s about not having to bear scrutiny for our entire race when we fuck up.

It is not about how uncomfortable we feel. If it hurts to be called a racist, too damn bad. If it hurts that much, do what you can to help create a world that is less racist. It’s our fault as a race, not peoples of color. We can listen. We can speak up. We can see to it that we learn and that we don’t leave anti-racist work to people of color. We can call out our friends.

We can own up to our own racism.

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The View From Here

Out the screen door is sunlight
and blue sky mottled with clouds
and the pollen of a dozen trees and flowers
making a cocktail for our “enjoyment”

Through the window I hear
the shrill cries and thuds of children playing games in the street
just like we used to when we were kids
back in the day
somewhere else
with different trees and patterns of sky

It has been years since I have seen the flat expanse
a horizon made of corn and nothing but
since seasons were defined by the crops in the fields down the street
which have been devoured by pavement
and homes made from cookie cutter blueprints
a dozen or more spins of the earth since I’ve been “Normal”

Now there are jobs
and gardens
and PTA fundraisers

And different people tucked in at night
songs sung
precious fluffy pets cradled under arms
covered by blankets made by a different grandmother

But exactly where I want to be.

(c) 2014



Because it is poetry month.

To Home
By Emily Sexton

I tried to wait a moment
Just a quiet breath of time
when the air rushes in with a two-step
of life

I tried to wander aimlessly
An exploration of the heart
that beats out the rhythm
of blood
of lust

I tried to close my eyes
with a sigh of meditation
To let the whispers
of a wavering thought
find purchase

I tried
but then I found a circle
the path leading always
back to you

(c) 2014



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“Little boys like to be heroes,” Mr. Moffat said. “You get to wear the coat and swagger about, and girls think he’s sexy. There’s a lot of things that playing Stephen Hawking can do, but that’s probably not one of them.”

Can Steven Moffat ever NOT come across as a huge jerk? Ever? At all?

OMG, I cannot even. Getting closer and closer to not watching Doctor Who until this jerk is removed from the helm. The fact that I think 11 is an egotistical twit (Marty Stu, anyone?) isn’t helping.



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Come join us and be silly and geeky and cheeky. You know you want to!

Come join us and be silly and geeky and cheeky. You know you want to!



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All astoundingly accurate.

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And tea. Don’t forget the tea.


And tea. Don’t forget the tea.

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“Stop acting like a princess! You’re acting like a princess!! Ooh… little princess… boo hoo.”

Parents talking to their crying, four-year-old son. (via microaggressions)

We need to start calling out this kind of behavior as the emotional abuse it is. And talking about how this kind of abuse both oppresses men and teaches them to have utter contempt for women at the same time - this little boy is learning about how he’s supposed to behave, learning to associate undesirable behavior with women, and learning to be afraid and contemptuous of gender nonconforming people.

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This makes me sick to my stomach. And meanwhile, these same people are probably telling their daughter that she is their “little princess” and enforcing the notion that for people who present as girls, that’s the best there is.

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“Could you imagine what the Tea Party would be saying right now if there was a law on the books that allowed immigrants to indefinitely avoid taxes on income sent back to family members in the old country, in Mexico and Venezuela and India? Imagine the uproar if Barack Obama, in the middle of this historic revenue crunch and “We’re so broke the world is going to end tomorrow!” debt-ceiling hystgeria, decided to declare a second “one-time tax holiday” for, say, unwed single mothers, or recipients of public assistance? Middle America would be running through the streets, firing shotguns out its truck window, waving chainsaws in mall lobbies, etc.

As it is, leading members of the Senate are seriously considering giving the most profitable companies in the world a total tax holiday as a reward for their last seven years of systematic tax avoidance. Hundreds of billions of potential tax dollars would disappear from the Treasury. And there isn’t a peep from anyone, anywhere, on this issue.

We’re seriously talking about defaulting on our debt, and cutting Medicare and Social Security, so that Google can keep paying its current 2.4 percent effective tax rate and GE, a company that received a $140 billion bailout en route to worldwide 2010 profits of $14 billion, can not only keep paying no taxes at all, but receive a $3.2 billion tax credit from the federal government. And nobody appears to give a shit. What the hell is wrong with people? Have we all lost our minds?”

Matt Taibbi, “Corporate Tax Holiday in Debt Ceiling Deal: Where’s the Uproar?”

Yeah, I just can’t anymore…

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I know it’s not Your Local Professional Sports Team Winning/Losing The Championship but this deserves a street-riot, guise.

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Someday people will stop letting corporations feast on their bones. Maybe.

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