Posted on 05/12/2016 6:13:57 PM PDT by Borges
Hello, Internet! My name is Emily, and Im a white supremacist.
I know you might find this revelation upsetting, but before you start taking me to task, please allow me explain what I mean by that.
I dont mean that I believe white people are inherently superior to Black people, or to anyone else for that matter. I believe that empathy is the highest human quality, and that privilege is one of the greatest obstacles to empathy because it allows us to ignore or rationalize the suffering of people whose experiences are different from our own. By this measure, the more privilege you have, the more challenging it is for you to be good.
I believe in the mission of the #BlackLivesMatter movement. As a white ally, I believe that its my job to engage in uncomfortable conversations with other white people about racism, taking whatever pressure I can off people of color who are constantly called upon to educate the rest of us about the nuances of oppression. And most of all, I believe that its my job to shut up and listen when Black people take the time to tell me about things Ill never experience, so that their insight isnt lost on me.
Do I deserve a cookie? Better hold onto it for now. Because nothing I have said here changes the fact that I am a white supremacist.
Do I deserve a cookie? Better hold onto it for now._ How am I a white supremacist? Well, I was born and raised in the United States of America, a country built by slave labor on stolen land, and every privilege Ive ever enjoyed has come at the expense of someone elses oppression. The education I received was white supremacist education, from its demand that I learn to write and speak proper English to its reliance on a literary, scientific, and artistic canon comprised of and curated almost exclusively by white men. My aesthetic tastes are permeated with subtle coding that extends subconscious preference to those who look like me and communicate themselves in a way I can identify with. I have interjected my unwanted, unwarranted opinion into conversations that are out of my lane, and I have chosen to look the other way rather than confront instances of racism because of cowardice, complacency, and a misplaced sense of politeness. The very foundations of my way of life are in white supremacy, and the list of microaggressions I have committed, and will no doubt continue to commit in spite of my good intentions for as long as Im alive, is virtually endless.
Does this mean I should just give up trying to fight my own colonizing, racist impulses? On the contrary, I see this as a call to fight harder, to never stop working on this part of myself. But at no point, now or in the future, will I ever be entitled to declare this work done. I will never be able to truthfully announce There is not a racist bone in my body! as though racism is something that could be surgically removed. My racism is a chronic, inherited condition. I can medicate the symptoms, and with effort I can even loosen its grip around my soul, but it will always be part of me, like green eyes or a predilection for dumb puns.
The very foundations of my way of life are in white supremacy._ Now, if youre like many well-meaning white people, you might be feeling defensive at the implication that, like me, you might be a white supremacist too. I have noticed that there is an ugly tendency for liberal, well-meaning white people to take loud umbrage at being called racist or a white supremacist. And I can understand the reaction. When I started paying attention to social justice conversations a few short years ago, I also found some of the language shocking to my sensibilities. The first time someone called me a white supremacist in an online forum, I found it ridiculous. After all, Im from TexasI know real white supremacists, the kind of people who watch Fox News and sport Confederate flags on their pickup trucks. The idea that there was no difference between me and those people, or even that we might be perceived as different shades on the same shitty gradient, struck me as absurd.
But once I began unpacking the implications of the words white supremacy, I realized that there really is no better way to describe the system of murder and exploitation that benefits some of us at the expense of others, and there is no better way to describe my behavior when I reinforce those oppressive dynamics with my actions. I realize this is a bleak reality to absorb. But in comparison to the suffering on which weve built our entire way of lifeand which we continue to perpetuate even in our finest momentsit really is a small thing to have to come to terms with.
My racism is a chronic condition. I can medicate the symptoms, but it will always be part of me._ Responding to accusations of racism with defensiveness is a common way that white people make our own emotions the center of the conversation, thereby creating the all-too-familiar vicious circle of a conversation that goes nowhere. Social psychologists call this behavioral response self-justification. It is a natural human tendency to rationalize our own actions, to minimize the discomfort of cognitive dissonance by maintaining an internal narrative in which we basically play the good guy. And so we often defend ourselves rather than listen, lashing out at the criticism until it leaves us alone with our ego intact.
Racism is not a quality that very many of us would put into our idealized versions of self, and so the idea that we are capable of being racist, or that we might even be white supremacists deep down in our kind, well-meaning souls, is something we have a very deep aversion to confronting head-on. Its much more pleasant to imagine that the real racists are somewhere else, like Idaho, or that gun show your cousin Cody goes to every spring. But pointing a finger at everyone but ourselves is an exercise in self-righteousness, not an antidote to the deep foundation of white supremacy underlying and permeating our entire culture.
I am a good, kind, smart, well-meaning person who happens to be a white supremacist. I didnt ask to be born this way, but I was. Coming to terms with white supremacy means being able to reconcile these seemingly paradoxical truths. Its hard to hate something and simultaneously admit that the thing you hate is part of you. But it is necessary.
Lets be clear about one thing: Coming to terms with the fact that I will never be fully free of my white supremacy is not the same thing as accepting a burden of shame, guilt, or self-pity. No one is asking for my shame, nor yours. Self-pity and shame are selfish, narcissistic responses to the problem of white supremacy, and if youre experiencing these emotions in the context of a conversation about race, its likely a sign that youre centering your own feelings at the expense of someone elses.
Its hard to admit that the thing you hate is part of you. But it is necessary._ The problems that affect our society are systemic, with psychological components that drive our political and social realities, and vice versa. So if we are to even begin to tackle the problem of white supremacy, we must start by recognizing that no one of us is a model of perfection. We are all products of our time and place, and this particular time and place happens to be riddled with white supremacy on every conceivable level. The sooner we can stop denying that we might personally carry a little piece of the problem within ourselves, the sooner we can start to undo the damage our defensiveness has caused, and continues to cause to others.
When I look in the mirror and see something unflattering, its not the mirrors fault. Its tempting to look away, or cover all the mirrors in the house, and this might be a fine response if the problem were superficial. But when the ugly truth youre ignoring is your own behavior, running away from the mirror wont stop you from continuing to hurt someone else.
In order to break the cycle of defensiveness, we must get comfortable looking at ourselves with raw, critical honesty. What we see might not always flatter us, but the honest truth is the only thing that can help us heal.
Im a white supremacist. If youre white and American, youre probably a white supremacist, too. This isnt the end of the worldits a beginning. The first step is admitting we have a problem.
I don't. I believe that, if there's a good outcome, it can be achieved through the use of icy cold reason more easily than it can be achieved with empathy.
If you'd like to get in an exchange with me on this subject, using evidence, you know where I am.
Typical liberal virtue signaling.
I pray reality does not invade her little fantasy world.
Because if it does, this is what it looks like.
It seems that liberal websites are shutting down their comments sections. Not surprising. No doubt that this moronic screed would get pummeled.
Emily is a visual artist, musician, curator, and writer based in Seattle. She is the frontwoman of the band Midday Veil, half of the ambient synth duo Hair and Space Museum, co-founder of the record label Translinguistic Other, and curator of art exhibitions at Cairo in Seattle. She has written for Decoder Magazine, The Stranger, and City Arts
WHATEVER
She’s a good little dhimmi, allowed to live among her superiors because she praises them while making her superiors feel even more superior.
I never understood how the Christians of the Middle East could be Islam’s biggest apologists until now. It is a mix of survival instinct (if I praise them, they won’t kill me) to Stockholm effect (they keep threatening to kill us as evil infidels, they didn’t, oh thank god, I love you).
And by embracing their lowest caste status, they get to point to those outside the political system as untouchables and thus be higher than those who don’t fit the new victimhood hierarchy.
True Confessions Of A US Constitution Supremicist.
Guilty. That’s me.
“I’m a white supremacist.”
Actually Emily, you’re not. You are a black supremacist.
“Looking for the comments section? We don’t have one”
That’s probably a good idea. Then you would run smack dab into reality. And that would be painful for you.
This is how she supports herself financially?
I don’t believe it
Seattleite. Why am I not surprised?
I’d love to see what happens if she’s stuck after dark in the Central District of Seattle.
As has been said before, “You can’t fix stupid.”
Love and empathy are different.
Love - impersonal love and appreciation of others, including recognition of the human condition that we share with them, wishing the best for them, forgiveness of their failings as we would like to be forgiven for ours: these constitute the highest and most powerful human qualities.
-JT
I thought the article was satire at first.
Ah.
Christian rock band, no doubt.
I agree. “Love” is objective. “Empathy” ... “I share your feelings,” has a place, but it’s a limited, even inessential, place.
Reason is our critical human ability. Mary Wollstonecraft said it in 1792. She’d be smacking this writer upside the head: “Reason, you gibbering idiot. Reason!”
Gosh, one problem I don’t have.
What a joke!
How stupidly manipulated this poor child is, in the education system you and I fund.
I’m not racist. I just have strong “in group” preferences.
Kush
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