At work today, we were having cowboy day and this guy (the one guy in our group who I guess has pretty heavy Native American heritage, and they are always making jokes about him drinking and whatnot and he makes them too. I am one quarter Cherokee. Maybe it's not half or more, but I'm still proud, so anyway this guy I just told you about...) says, "Well I'm gonna bring my tomahawk since there's gonna be cowboys." And I didn't know how to feel really, but I found myself offended that that is where he went. Native Americans of all different tribes and locations have rich, wonderful traditions and history. No one is denying that they shed blood (I dare you to name a "race" that never has), but it's a very narrow-minded stereotype to represent them with merely tomahawks. Not to mention that this guy will probably run around like he's scalping people.
Just to throw it out there, you can be racist against someone of your own "race". Anyone who gives you the whole, "Oh, I can't be racist against <insert race here>, because I am <insert same race>," is full of so much shit that they should be used for fertilizer. That's the whole point! It's so stupid, that there are no rules of engagement. If all is fair in love and war, then I'd call racism a a kind of socio-verbal war. It acts upon the masses to convey general ideas and perception of different groups of individuals based upon propaganda spread by those on top to keep the masses muddled in their own misconceptions so that they can't see the true injustices that are being done in the world. (It's in the book.) Maybe it's not so conspiracy theory as all that, but all of that does come into play.
We act as if we were born into a world that has these laws of survival written down somewhere never to be changed again. We so easily forget that we, the humans of earth, so long ago that it almost doesn't even feel like us anymore, we made all this shit up. We are the ones who decided race was a thing. We are the ones who chose to listen to a far away possibly nonexistent god or gods. We are the ones who decided money even was. Now, we need to remember who we are, and look again and allow those things to change. For us. For our now and future.
Which is where I get lost again. Why do so many agree with me, but so few speak out? As a society, we are ruled by outliers. Why is that?
Now how do I turn this into a sustainable future?
Mav
PS: broke my phone. again.
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