He speaks from the heart and speaks for me as well.
I find myself often open-mouthed in front of my laptop at the rude, hateful remarks made my a lot of people on the subject of racism.
Slavery wasn’t 400 years ago, it was 140 years ago…that’s great grandparents and their parents lifetime. Do you think that families’ thoughts, behaviors and beliefs just magically disappeared after a generation? Think again. It’s better than it was then…but not by much!
I am a white american male. I’m married to a beautiful blond-haired green-eyed woman and have two amazing blond-haired blue-eyed boys. I was a blond-haired blue-eyed child who grew up in suburban New Jersey in a solid family with a mother, a father, a brother and two dogs. I lived a life marked by opportunity and forgiveness; and while I may not have always had “much”, I have always had the benefit of the doubt. I was raised to treat everyone equally, regardless of race, or any other demographic for that matter. And while my town may have been predominantly white, I certainly didn’t grow up isolated from other races and cultures. But even with the upbringing and exposure I was blessed with, I’m probably still a racist. I don’t mean racist like a hate filled bigot who dehumanizes and devalues the lives of others based on skin color. I…
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