Every day I wake up, I thank my lucky stars for having been born in the body I have been born in. I like my face, my height, my voice, the way my mind works. And yes, I like my skin color. Worldwide, “white people” make up only about 10% of the population, if not less.
So that makes me feel a little special, sometimes. Not in a hateful “I’m part of the superior race” sorta way, but in a “wow, that’s kinda neat!” sorta way.
When I was a lot younger, I bought into the ridiculous notion of a supposed “white genocide”, and I held some hateful and nasty views. I no longer do, but I still find it lovely to be the way I am, to look the way I am, and to belong to the culture I belong to.
It’s a shame that “white people” has become synomymous in some circles with “awful people”. That it is almost like some sort of orginal sin of sorts to be white and not hate yourself for it. Even here on Quora, the biggest hate space is called “It’s okay to be white”, a phrase that should be entirely benign but has been hijacked by extreme elements, Nazis and white supremacists. Why can’t being okay with your ethnic background and being free of the demon of ‘white guilt’ not go hand in hand with being an overall chill, non-bigoted person?
All that said, yes, it’s pretty great to be white. I like who I am, what I am, and the way I look. I am proudly and unapologetically white. I think it matters, in a world where some will try and shame you for it and call you a “colonizer” or “racist” just by virtue of you daring to exist as a white person. Screw that. Not doing that.
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