person of color

Living in Color

 

Whenever I put myself in the place of those men and women of color whose lives are disrupted harshly for no reason other than the unmanaged fear of a white person––I can fantasize doing something pretty ugly.  

But of course I’m a spiritual guy.  So I take two or three years and calm down.  That’s what it feels like anyway.  And along the way I ask myself: How would I want to respond if that happened to me?

The first time I asked that I got slapped.  Hit by my own presumption.  Put myself in the position of a person of color?  I have no more ability to do that than I do of being a woman.  Or anyone else who must live in a culture where intrenched beliefs compound, often dangerously, the challenges of living that are common to us all.

News stories abound.  Waiting for a friend in a Philly Starbucks; taking a Colorado State college tour; napping in a Yale common room; being an Airbnb guest in California.  Much less driving while black, or doing pretty much anything while a color other than white.  What’s the equivalent for an elder paleface, a Mr. Rogers wannabe?  There isn’t any, at least none that’s happened to me. Read More

"The push to change the words “nigger” and “injun” in Mark Twain’s Huckleberry Finn, because the so-called offensive nature of those terms might limit today’s readership and appreciation of that literary classic, is a wonderful opportunity to reflect on how we avoid taking responsibility for our feelings––and therefore miss the chance to become more awake, more whole, more useful friends to one another."

The Essay: The Gold in Niggers and Injuns