Are White Women Better Now? - The Atlantic
A woman from San Francisco had started crying before she even began speaking. “I'm here because I'm a racist. I'm here because my body has a trauma response to my own whiteness and other people's whiteness.” A woman who loved her cats was struggling with “how to understand all the atrocities of being a white body.” Knowing that her very existence perpetuated whiteness made her feel like a drag on society. “The darkest place I go is thinking it would be better if I weren't here. It would at least be one less person perpetuating these things.”
Quinn understood; that was normal. He just needed to try again, say “I am a racist” and believe it. The man said: “I am racist.” What did he feel? He said he was trying not to fight it. Say it again. “I am racist.”
“That's beautiful,” Quinn said.
Some members of the group were having a breakthrough. One woman realized she was “a walking, talking node of white supremacy.”
The essay had no real conclusion but as always DEI seminars are inadvertently hilarious.
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The anti-racism workshop that can cure my racism is the one that teaches BIPOCs to be useful.
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We tried that, but they really weren't that good at farming tbh
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What if we paid half of them to keep the other half in check?
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How about 60%?
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So Athletics class?
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He gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to learn what kind of smile was hidden beneath the dark moustache. O cruel, needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast! Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He was a racist.
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