(originally posted on December 29, 2013)
When will it end,
racism, that is.
Day after day after day.
One is judged because of what s/he looks on the outside,
rather than what's on the inside,
rather than what s/he does.
We saw the Linsanity DVD that was part of the Kickstarter challenge.
You'd think after all that Jeremy Lin has done,
from junior high, to high school, to Harvard,
to the Summer League, to the NBA,
to the Knicks and now to the Rockets,
he's proven himself.
So that people would stop questioning his abilities.
But the haters are still there,
doing their chanting, posting every single day.
When will it end?
Heard from my kid that classmates at school are making racial gestures.
His teacher is not at all helpful.
The teacher's significant other is actually a biracial kid.
You'd think that the exposure will allow the person to be more compassionate, and to be more understanding, but no.
Actually it actually produces the opposite effect, and to a fault.
Perhaps there is the fear that if s/he shows any sign of kindness to the minority, s/he will be forever aligned with other race, and thereby deemed inferior, weak, lose his/her entitlement as a dominant race?
Who know. All that we see is that s/he goes out of his/her way to be unkind.
Exposure certainly does not necessarily brood sensitivity or understanding.
Neither does educational status (look at the number of people at Harvard shouting racial slurs).
It is a sad, sad world.
One that is hard to deal with
for me.
Growing up who knew life would be this difficult.
Or it would be filled with these unsurmountable obstacles.
One works hard to get through school, get through work,
and at the end it's people that you cannot get through.
When I was younger I thought things will get better.
Things will turn around.
All we needed to do was wait.
Optimism was always in the air.
Perhaps those were signs of our younger years?
Now?
When I see how deep people are set in their ways.
how unlike they are to change,
it takes a lot to keep on believing.
It takes a lot not to want to give up.
I know everything is in God's hands,
including the fact that this is an imperfect world,
and we are all imperfect.
I probably have many blind spots that I don't see of myself.
Points that warrant others to complain about.
Yet it is really just to say it is hard to keep up,
with all the menace and hatred in this world.
I am coming in to a world like this,
and I have to see my kids coming into a world like this.
Not a pretty scene.
Disenchanted, and disillusioned.
Sometimes even with God.
Because I don't want the world to be this way.
I wish it was nicer, things were better, people were warmer and friendlier.
Then I don't have to worry about those things, and can spend my time enjoying the pretty things.
But it's not about my enjoyment, I know.
I just wish it wasn't so bleak.
I do thank God that He's here.
Otherwise I wouldn't even know the meaning behind it all.
At least He promises us His presence.
racism, that is.
Day after day after day.
One is judged because of what s/he looks on the outside,
rather than what's on the inside,
rather than what s/he does.
We saw the Linsanity DVD that was part of the Kickstarter challenge.
You'd think after all that Jeremy Lin has done,
from junior high, to high school, to Harvard,
to the Summer League, to the NBA,
to the Knicks and now to the Rockets,
he's proven himself.
So that people would stop questioning his abilities.
But the haters are still there,
doing their chanting, posting every single day.
When will it end?
Heard from my kid that classmates at school are making racial gestures.
His teacher is not at all helpful.
The teacher's significant other is actually a biracial kid.
You'd think that the exposure will allow the person to be more compassionate, and to be more understanding, but no.
Actually it actually produces the opposite effect, and to a fault.
Perhaps there is the fear that if s/he shows any sign of kindness to the minority, s/he will be forever aligned with other race, and thereby deemed inferior, weak, lose his/her entitlement as a dominant race?
Who know. All that we see is that s/he goes out of his/her way to be unkind.
Exposure certainly does not necessarily brood sensitivity or understanding.
Neither does educational status (look at the number of people at Harvard shouting racial slurs).
It is a sad, sad world.
One that is hard to deal with
for me.
Growing up who knew life would be this difficult.
Or it would be filled with these unsurmountable obstacles.
One works hard to get through school, get through work,
and at the end it's people that you cannot get through.
When I was younger I thought things will get better.
Things will turn around.
All we needed to do was wait.
Optimism was always in the air.
Perhaps those were signs of our younger years?
Now?
When I see how deep people are set in their ways.
how unlike they are to change,
it takes a lot to keep on believing.
It takes a lot not to want to give up.
I know everything is in God's hands,
including the fact that this is an imperfect world,
and we are all imperfect.
I probably have many blind spots that I don't see of myself.
Points that warrant others to complain about.
Yet it is really just to say it is hard to keep up,
with all the menace and hatred in this world.
I am coming in to a world like this,
and I have to see my kids coming into a world like this.
Not a pretty scene.
Disenchanted, and disillusioned.
Sometimes even with God.
Because I don't want the world to be this way.
I wish it was nicer, things were better, people were warmer and friendlier.
Then I don't have to worry about those things, and can spend my time enjoying the pretty things.
But it's not about my enjoyment, I know.
I just wish it wasn't so bleak.
I do thank God that He's here.
Otherwise I wouldn't even know the meaning behind it all.
At least He promises us His presence.
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