So I’m taking this class called “Immigration, Ethnicity, and Race in the US” which is actually taught at my school (it’s part of a consortium; have yet to take a humanities class here).
I’m pretty nervous about it. Because it’s taught at my school. By a yt man.
The book list doesn’t look terribly good either. Two books on yt/european immigrants. One book about West Indian immigrants written by a yt lady. And one book about Chinese immigrants written by a (possibly) woc?
In order:
Bread Givers
(polish immigrants)
Madonna of 115th Street
(italian immigrants)
Black Identities
(book about west indie immigrants written by yt lady; I hope it’s not as problematic as it sounds—y a yt woman talking about “black identities” though, like srsly?)
Almost All Aliens
(book about yt and non-yt immigrants written by yt dude ok)
Dreaming of Gold, Dreaming of Home
(chinese immigrants)
Also think it’s interesting there aren’t any books about immigration from Latin America?
I’m pretty terrified of what might happen in this class.
listen, reverse racism may not exist let’s not get into that argument because that isn’t the point
you don’t degrade white people for being white and you don’t degrade black people for being black, if we tryna work towards a world where we’re all equal can you please tell me how the fuck calling all white people racist and saying you hate them all is helping anything? you telling white people they’re pieces of shit for being born white on the Internet is not helping anyone but possibly yourself and your own anger towards racism you’ve experienced in the past and those people were shitty I understand and white people used to be absolutely disgusting towards poc but finding people over the internet and attacking them for being white is not helping any of that, your grandparents and your ancestors were treated horribly and I understand that but you think they’d be proud of what you’re saying? making people feel guilty for being white is horrible and it may not be racism but it’s bullying, you wanna be a bully? because it doesn’t make you much better
I hate racism and I’ll always be the first to defend anyone if I think they’re being treated unfairly regardless of their race and you should too, look at your actions and reevaluate your words.
you see how upset you feel?
you feel wronged and you want to speak out on it
but you being discriminated against for what color you are goes exactly as far as the end of the internet. you won’t know racism like having a brother shot to death for looking vaguely threatening, candy bar or puppy in hand. you won’t have police bust into your house and automatically assume your father is a drug dealer if it looks like you have nice things. you won’t be denied work because your name is overly white. you won’t have to deal with absolutely any part of anything significantly racist ever in your entire life dude. think about how mad you are about this and then think about if you didn’t get to just walk away from it as soon as you logged off tumblr. think about if it followed you around. followed you to school, followed you to work, sat in on your relationships, haunted your mind when you were alone, never ever ever left you. and from the weight of being looked at as subhuman all the time absolutely alllllllllll of the time, you’d start to grow bitter, mainly towards the race whose self appointed supremacy has seeped into and corrupted each and every part of your life. am i saying it’s a great thing to automatically fire back on white people like this? no, i don’t really think it is. is it expected? entirely. if you can’t look beyond your slightly hurt feelings as to the larger societal causes of what on earth would make a black person instantly distrust and mock a white person i highly suggest you just probably not talk about it.GETTTUM
“your grandparents and your ancestors were treated horribly and I understand that but you think they’d be proud of what you’re saying”
a) its not just my grandparents and ancestors that were treated horribly. that shit didnt just poof away. i still get treated like shit.
b) yes they would be proud of me. they hated your cracker asses too bitch
American Hero and seminal feminst, Susan B. Anthony (via thisiswhiteprivilege)
holy fucking shit
“After this I go to work at a pizza shop. My wife and I were college professors in Bangladesh. I taught accounting. But one dollar in America becomes eighty dollars when we send it back home.”
People forget, when immigrants come to this country they start from scratch. They could have been lawyers in their home country, but in the US..it means nothing. You think a HS diploma from Bangladesh means anything in this country? My mom was a top student in the country, went to all the best school and got the best of everything…but when she got here it meant squat and she was cleaning other people’s homes and scrubbing their toilets. This is why I get pissed of when people talk smack about immigrants. They at least are doing something…..heading for a goal..making sacrifices…what are you doing with your life?
^ My parents were college-educated teachers in their home country and came to the U.S. with nothing but empty pockets, a dash of hope, and a belief in God. They also scrubbed toilets in people’s homes to make enough to provide for their children, and that’s probably not something a lot of educated professionals would be able to do. I know I wouldn’t be able to do it. Pride would get in the way.
THIS IS TOO IMPORTANT.
badass-bharat-deafmuslimpunkstar:
me at parties
me everyday.
Reblogging for Der Baader-Meinhof Komplex.
I need to watch this movie again.
(Source: thmsbrwn)
Happy Kids Who Raised Themselves and Don’t Appreciate Being Prompted to Contemplate Their Abusive DoucheFace Sperm Donors Day.
trying to transcribe mumblers/whisperers sucks so hard.
Like, otherwise I don’t mind transcription but c’mon man. Don’t do this to me!
