Danoff
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I was watching a U2 concert yesterday trying to ignore Bono as he went on his soap box about world hunger and how it's my duty to give my earnings to someone else because they're hungry blah blah. At one point he was singing and he grabbed someone out of the audience to come dance with him on stage. She was black. And my first thought was "Did he pick her because she's black?"
I was attending graduation at a major university that I know practices racial discrimination in admissions. I watched the black students crossing the stage and wondered how many of them displaced higher qualified white people to get where they are. I knew at least some of them did, and I had a strong reaction. I was very angry at the black students who did nothing to me personally because I couldn't help but think that better qualified applicants were displaced.
The speaker at the graduation ceremony was black. I happen to know who she is and I'm a big supporter of her career, but I couldn't help but wonder if she was chosen to speak because of her skin color.
It's in the back of my mind constantly now. Skin color is something that I pay attention to, especially black skin, which has a negative connotation in my mind - it makes me question whether they've earned whatever position they have. I didn't use to be this way. About 10 years ago I went to an almost completely white school in an almost completely white (but poorish) community. There was one black kid, and he was a good guy. I got along with him well and never really thought about how he was the only black kid. I never noticed his skin color. I had a few black friends in college and never thought anything about it because I knew them personally and knew they were qualified.
I work with a few black people, and I don't notice their skin color anymore either - because I know them personally. I know they're qualified and I'm pretty sure they weren't picked because of their skin color. But I have to admit that with at least one of them I wondered when I first met them if it was a factor in their hiring.
I also have a few personal examples of meeting unqualified black people who I'm certain were the beneficiaries of racial discrimination. I'll won't go into those at this point.
I think the end result is that I feel like black people need to prove themselves to me, whereas white people I assume are qualified. Isn't that the way it was 50 years ago?
How did I end up this way? Affirmative action. When I know that black people sometimes get picked for their skin color and not their qualifications it undermines ALL of their credibility in my mind - because I don't know which ones are the result of discrimination. Affirmative action is undermining the goal of racial equality at an alarming rate - even within my own mind. It's a handicap for all black people, not just the ones who have been the beneficiaries of racial discrimination - because we don't know which ones they are. All we know is their skin color.
So what do you think? Am I becoming a racist? I not as sure as I used to be about the answer to that question.
I was attending graduation at a major university that I know practices racial discrimination in admissions. I watched the black students crossing the stage and wondered how many of them displaced higher qualified white people to get where they are. I knew at least some of them did, and I had a strong reaction. I was very angry at the black students who did nothing to me personally because I couldn't help but think that better qualified applicants were displaced.
The speaker at the graduation ceremony was black. I happen to know who she is and I'm a big supporter of her career, but I couldn't help but wonder if she was chosen to speak because of her skin color.
It's in the back of my mind constantly now. Skin color is something that I pay attention to, especially black skin, which has a negative connotation in my mind - it makes me question whether they've earned whatever position they have. I didn't use to be this way. About 10 years ago I went to an almost completely white school in an almost completely white (but poorish) community. There was one black kid, and he was a good guy. I got along with him well and never really thought about how he was the only black kid. I never noticed his skin color. I had a few black friends in college and never thought anything about it because I knew them personally and knew they were qualified.
I work with a few black people, and I don't notice their skin color anymore either - because I know them personally. I know they're qualified and I'm pretty sure they weren't picked because of their skin color. But I have to admit that with at least one of them I wondered when I first met them if it was a factor in their hiring.
I also have a few personal examples of meeting unqualified black people who I'm certain were the beneficiaries of racial discrimination. I'll won't go into those at this point.
I think the end result is that I feel like black people need to prove themselves to me, whereas white people I assume are qualified. Isn't that the way it was 50 years ago?
How did I end up this way? Affirmative action. When I know that black people sometimes get picked for their skin color and not their qualifications it undermines ALL of their credibility in my mind - because I don't know which ones are the result of discrimination. Affirmative action is undermining the goal of racial equality at an alarming rate - even within my own mind. It's a handicap for all black people, not just the ones who have been the beneficiaries of racial discrimination - because we don't know which ones they are. All we know is their skin color.
So what do you think? Am I becoming a racist? I not as sure as I used to be about the answer to that question.