Recently I was told I was a privileged because I was white, that I didn't have any real problems in this world, and that I'm "not even on the same level" as others because I am not Asian. I was so shocked by the blatant racism and really hurt. I couldn't believe someone who was so upset by the racism she received could so easily turn around and treat me the same way. I though and thought about what she must be feeling and I think this picture is it. She probably feels consumed by hatred and it's really sad that the hardships in her life have turned her into someone so bitter and hypocritical.
Yet I know this isn't everyone. Racism is not going to win. I have two Asian friends whom I think the world of. And I'm not mad at this girl, because if I started to hate her, when would the hate stop?
Racism isn't exclusive to coloured people. Don't think because a person is white or black or yellow or whatever colour else they experience life a certain way or their experiences are a certain way.
Not all whites have it good in life. Not all whites think themselves as better.
Not all Asians are quiet and meek. Not all Asians are smart.
Not all blacks are thugs. Not all blacks are aggressive.
Not all native Americans are lazy. Not all native Americans are drunks.
Why in the world do we treat each other this way? What does it accomplish?
I'm most likely going to do a real piece on this topic soon because I'm too upset not to.