Why are people racist?

by MrMoe 100 Replies latest jw friends

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  MrMoe 2

  Always does... but it is more than that... From this point forward i will attempt to no longer use the words black or white when describing people.

  My new job, i work with disabled children, and i am seeing things that i do not wish to see. Cannot explain it, but it has weighed heavily upon my mind. And Tu Pac's song, he said:

  We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh
  It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
  the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks

  makes me truly sad because we are ready, just the United States cannot see past skin color or gender for that matter.
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  Swan

  Spider,

  I agree. I don't know that children of mixed races are any more beautiful than children who aren't; but they appear more exotic to me, probably because they have a mixture of features that appear new to me. About ten years ago I went to Hawaii and was just entranced by all of the cute children there. They are all precious darlings, and it is beyond my comprehension that anyone could discriminate or hurt them in any way.

  Tammy
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  SixofNine

  Ginny Toskin posted this a while back:

  THE ENEMY MAKER

  Sam Keen

  TO CREATE AN ENEMY

  Start with an empty canvas
  Sketch in broad outline the forms of
  men, women, and children.

  Dip into the unconscious well of your own
  disowned darkness
  with a wide brush and
  stain the strangers with the sinister hue
  of the shadow.

  Trace onto the face of the enemy the greed,
  hatred, carelessness you dare not claim as
  your own.

  Obscure the sweet individuality of each face.

  Erase all hints of the myriad loves, hopes,
  fears that play through the kaleidoscope of
  every finite heart.

  Twist the smile until it forms the downward
  arc of cruelty.

  Strip flesh from bone until only the
  abstract skeleton of death remains.

  Exaggerate each feature until man is
  metamorphosized into beast, vermin, insect.

  Fill in the background with malignant
  figures from ancient nightmares--devils,
  demons, myrmidons of evil.

  When your icon of the enemy is complete
  you will be able to kill without guilt,
  slaughter without shame.

  The thing you destroy will have become
  merely an enemy of God, an impediment
  to the sacred dialectic of history.
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  Reborn2002

  MrMoe-

  The song you refer to is:

  I Wonder if Heaven got a Ghetto

  by Tupac Shakur

  located on his

  R U Still Down? (Remember Me)

  double album released posthumously in 1997 on Amaru Records.

  Forgive me, I am a die-hard Tupac fan (as if you cannot tell), but if you think that is the first politically or racially inclined lyric he wrote that would tug at your heartstrings and make any educated person think.. I will gladly post more later for you to consider.

  One of the greatest lyricists of all time, IMHO.

  Edited by - Reborn2002 on 30 July 2002 1:23:6
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  Jesus Christ

  Why, because people are dumb. What's even more annoying is when you try to stick up for a minority only to be harrassed yourself by people of your own ethnicity. Also, all the african/asian/mexican/whatever-american stuff is stupid and pointless unless you were born there and migrated to America. If you're born in America, you're an American regardless of where your parents came from.
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  MrMoe 2

  Changes - Tu Pac
  
  Come on come on
  I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
  is life worth living should I blast myself?
  I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black
  my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
  Cops give a damn about a negro
  pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
  Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares
  one less ugly mouth on the welfare
  First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers
  give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
  It's time to fight back that's what Huey said
  2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead
  I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere
  unless we share with each other
  We gotta start makin' changes
  learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers
  and that's how it's supposed to be
  How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
  I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
  but things changed, and that's the way it is

  Come on come on
  That's just the way it is
  Things'll never be the same
  That's just the way it is
  aww yeah
  
  
  I see no changes all I see is racist faces
  misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
  We under I wonder what it takes to make this
  one better place, let's erase the wasted
  Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
  'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
  and only time we chill is when we kill each other
  it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
  And although it seems heaven sent
  We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh
  It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
  the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
  But some things will never change
  try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
  Now tell me what's a mother to do
  bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
  You gotta operate the easy way
  "I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
  sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
  Well hey, well that's the way it is
  
  We gotta make a change...
  It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
  Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
  and let's change the way we treat each other.
  You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
  what we gotta do, to survive.
  
  
  And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace
  It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East
  Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
  so the police can bother me
  And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do
  But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you
  Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,
  crack you up and pimp slap you up
  You gotta learn to hold ya own
  they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
  But tell the cops they can't touch this
  I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this
  That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
  my mama didn't raise no fool
  And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
  & I never get to lay back
  'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
  some buck that I roughed up way back
  comin' back after all these years
  rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh

  Edited by - MrMoe 2 on 30 July 2002 1:29:32
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  Bang

  Yell at a dog for long enough, beat it occasionally to make it think you're for real, and you've got yourself a fear-biter, ready to bite and hide, bite and hide - gee, sounds like a snake.

  bang
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  Reborn2002

  For example Mr Moe:
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  Dutchie

  I believe that some people feel empowered when they can look down on a group of people, people whom they feel are not their

  intellectual and financial equals. Keeping a group of people down actually elevates their group.

  So no matter how poor and slovernly people from your group are, there is always that "other" group that, no matter how high they

  aspire to be, will not never be in the same class with you. Therefore, perpetuating racism serves as an ego boost and one that is easy

  to acquire and so will be slow to disappear.
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  Reborn2002

  Probably most racially and politically inclined is the last verse by 2Pac:

  Heavenly Father may I holla at you briefly

  I wanna meet the President, but will he meet me?

  He's scared to look inside the eyes of a Thug Nigga

  We tired of bein scapegoats for this capitalistic drug dealin

  How hypocritical is Liberty?

  That blind bitch ain't never did shit for me

  My history full of casket and scars

  My own black nation at war, whole family behind bars

  And they wonder why we scarred, thirteen lookin hard

  Sister had a bady as an adolescent, where was God?

  Somewhere in the middle of my mind

  is a nigga on the tightrope, screamin let him die

  Can't lie I'm a thug, drownin in my own blood

  Lookin for the reason that my momma's strung out on drugs

  Down to die, for everything I represent

  Meant every word, in my letter to the President

  And by the way Moe, those lyrics are on Changes , but those lyrics are also found on the song

  I Wonder if Heaven got a Ghetto as well, seems that Amaru entertainment used that same lyric for two songs they marketed after his death, both on his Greatest Hits album, and the R U Still Down album.