I can't honestly say that a black woman has looked at me with anything but scorn. IDK why, maybe they can tell my power level, but we've never been anything but uneasy around one another. Pretty much from day one. When I was a tot, black women would yell at me, and I'd yell back cuz you not my momma. There were two black girls in my daycare, definitely sisters and maybe twins. (think home pre-schooling -- at a friend of my Mom's house) We didn't like each other either. So it's buried deep I guess.
I've had racialist black women look at me with... IDK, pitty? Confusion?
They weren't hateful of whites, but they were utterly confused why the white people around them, who they assumed were all racist, were so utterly opposed to identity politics, including for whites.
Racialism was so deeply rooted into her life, she just couldn't understand how someone wouldn't be a racialist.
Yeah I didn't say hate because I don't think it is. Perhaps it is just some unbridgeable personality gap. I guess it's racialism; IDK. I have to get close to people to appreciate their struggle, and the sorts who don't let me in on that, or lie about it, or try to blame me, it's a lot harder for us to understand each other.
I have known black women that are quite competent, and on the basis of protocol we get along quite well. Just without a lot of mutual understanding. white Mars and black Venus I guess.
I can't honestly say that a black woman has looked at me with anything but scorn. IDK why, maybe they can tell my power level, but we've never been anything but uneasy around one another. Pretty much from day one. When I was a tot, black women would yell at me, and I'd yell back cuz you not my momma. There were two black girls in my daycare, definitely sisters and maybe twins. (think home pre-schooling -- at a friend of my Mom's house) We didn't like each other either. So it's buried deep I guess.
I've had racialist black women look at me with... IDK, pitty? Confusion?
They weren't hateful of whites, but they were utterly confused why the white people around them, who they assumed were all racist, were so utterly opposed to identity politics, including for whites.
Racialism was so deeply rooted into her life, she just couldn't understand how someone wouldn't be a racialist.
Yeah I didn't say hate because I don't think it is. Perhaps it is just some unbridgeable personality gap. I guess it's racialism; IDK. I have to get close to people to appreciate their struggle, and the sorts who don't let me in on that, or lie about it, or try to blame me, it's a lot harder for us to understand each other.
I have known black women that are quite competent, and on the basis of protocol we get along quite well. Just without a lot of mutual understanding. white Mars and black Venus I guess.