Comments on: I Am Colour Blind

By: Kristabella

Kristabella — Tue, 06 May 2008 21:06:51 +0000

Amen!

I have this same problem in my family and with my sister-in-law’s family. It was so bad one Xmas that they made me cry because they kept using the N word. And I got pissed and walked out.

And I don’t understand how my mom could NOT be like that, and teach us to love everyone, yet her sister is the opposite and teaches her kids that. It is just so sad and wrong that people can be so ignorant.

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By: Danica

Danica — Sun, 04 May 2008 00:41:05 +0000

Good post. I’m always amazed at the number of racist jokes and comments I do hear these days - against natives.
I had a very, very brief encounter with racism. I went to a school, for only one year, where the majority of students were east-indian. And well-off. In that school, all people who were white were regarded as “white trash”. Of course, we weren’t really being discriminated against in a real way. It never went beyond name calling. But I’ll tell you - it did not feel nice, or safe. My heart aches for all the people through history who have faced horror because of their race.

By: Carolyn

Carolyn — Sat, 03 May 2008 17:35:42 +0000

Standing O from me. Great great post. I live in Vancouver, so I really know what you’re saying about being “colour blind”. I’d like to think I just don’t see the colour of a person’s skin. The only thing I care about is whether or not you’re an asshole! (Kidding). Oh, and amen on your criteria for dating men. Mine too. Good heart? Check. Hawt? Check.

I think we should take a cue from our kids. My three-year-old was watching Yo Gabba Gabba the other day and I asked her what the main dude’s name was. I said… “you know, the African American guy.” She looked at me confused. So I said, “You know, the black guy. Er, the dark skinned man. Okay, the one who isn’t a fuzzy monster at the start of the show.” She still looked confused and then she said… “Ohhhh. Do you mean DJ Lance mama? He’s not Black! He’s Orange!!!”

How much more pure does it get? DJ Lance always wears orange clothes. She didn’t even notice the colour of his skin. Now THAT’S colour blind.

Great post Angella. Thanks for sharing.

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By: Lisa

Lisa — Sat, 03 May 2008 01:51:40 +0000

I do.

My father knows better than to say some of his words in front of me….and moreover, my children.

I have a bit of a temper and a big mouth. Which means everyone hears about it
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By: Kerri Anne

Kerri Anne — Fri, 02 May 2008 19:57:55 +0000

YES, indeed. Having grown up in a fairly small town, with plenty of fairly small minds, I saw my fair share of racism, and I’m sure it won’t be the last time I do. That being said, throughout my life I have also been consistently amazed at the compassionate and generous way people can treat others, without any regard to the color of their skin. The fact is, it shouldn’t be “amazing,” because it should be commonplace. Here’s to hoping one day it really, truly, is.

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By: ali

ali — Fri, 02 May 2008 18:40:20 +0000

great, great, great post Angella!
i don’t know, i guess growing up Jewish…and learning about how the jews have been persecuted… (and having two grandparents who survived concentration camps)…i grew up believing that people are people. no matter what they look like. to the point where i don’t even notice. i have friends of all colors and cultures…and skin color doesn’t register with me either.

By: Indygirl

Indygirl — Fri, 02 May 2008 15:12:25 +0000

I bow to your brillant writing and exquisite manner of expressing things. I’m joining Robyn in her standing ovation. Amazing amazing post. And yes, I agree 100%.

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By: slynnro

slynnro — Fri, 02 May 2008 15:04:45 +0000

My grandparents were all uber Racist as well. Which makes you uncomfortable because a) being around racism is uncomfortable and b) it’s a bit difficult to call out your family members on their racism, especially grandparents. I’m from small town Texas, so ya know….

And oddly enough, because of my unique name, if people hear my name before they meet me, they sometimes assume I am black. I’ve actually had people say “Oh, I was expecting you to be black!” Bad enough to make that assumption, so much worse to verbalize it.

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By: Mom Next Door

Mom Next Door — Fri, 02 May 2008 14:18:55 +0000

i was raised by my grandmother who grew up in the 30’s and 40’s and she, too, was Racist with a capital R. seriously, i would get in trouble for having friends of a different race than I (caucasion)- but, i quickly learned that i could be friends with anyone i wanted to at school! the only downside to that was- i couldnt invite those friends to my birthday parties. anyhow, it took a long time for me to understand that that was how my grandmother was raised as well. i dont think she ever meant any harm by it. but, she did what was normal for her. unfortunately, we see a LOT of that in the South. (here in America). luckily, however, i am strong-willed and stubborn and never listened!
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By: Holly

Holly — Fri, 02 May 2008 13:08:45 +0000

Excellent post and I couldn’t agree with you more. Sometimes the world is 2008 and sometimes its 200 BC. Sad.

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