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Korrupt,
Welcome to the board. From your self-description, it sounds like you've done precisely what a lot of us who came of age back in the sixties hoped the next generation, and those to follow, would be able to do-moved up, moved on and taken your rightful place in the mainstream. That gives you a perspective we don't hear too much from too often, because like all the rest of us, you're busy with all the things we all are, career, raising a family, paying the bills, and saving for the future. So come on in, tell us how things are from your viewpoint, and maybe bust a few stereotypes. Try to ignore our village idiots; every board has some, and you'll find out who they are soon enough. The rest of us look forward to what you have to say.
Excellent question. I grew up in the inner city and was there for the majority of my life. I was surrounded by drugs, gangs, and to tell you the truth, it didn't bother me because that's all I knew. And at times, I was a hard headed kid just like everyone else. My parents were divorced, but my dad was in my life, and that definitely made a difference. (queue the racists comments about black fathers) I also had a few very close friends who were a good influence as well.
I had always been smart, but not always motivated. Give me something to figure it out and I would do it with no problem, I loved exercising my mind, and there are plenty in poor neighborhoods who were like me. We just didn't have the proper motivation, and when we did, often we succumb to the negative influences that surround us. Something commonly referred to as the crab mentality. This is something you will see in all poor neighborhoods, regardless of the races that inhabit them.
But as I got older, I got wiser. I had friends dying over gang colors, drugs, and money. And well, that just didn't appeal to me at all. So I made a pact with my friends that as soon as we were old enough, we would move out of the hood. And so we did. At that point, we all spent time on our careers and futures and never looked back.
And now, well, I live in the neighborhood where I'm the only Black, but my neighbors are all good people (so far). We hold conversations, they check on me when I don't show up for a while, I shovel the elderly couple's driveway in the winter, etc... I will admit that a few seemed a bit 'uneasy' when I moved in, until I spoke, and they saw my mentality.
And well, that's where there's a big dividing line in racism. It seems that those of lower classes and income give a great deal about racism, and they blame others for the crime, and various other negativies. Whites, Blacks, etc... are all pointing the finger at each other. But in the upper classes, well, we just don't give a shit. If you bring your 'A' game, and not the drama, then we just don't care. At least for the most part.
But with that being said, I still encounter racism, especially from people meeting me for the first time or not knowing what I'm about. I'm a big guy, and I do realize that I can bring the intimidation factor to the party. And some people just expect the worst right off the bat as soon as I enter the scene. So even though we've came a long way, I'll be the first one to admit that we have a long way to go until it's gone for good.
And yea, I noticed the stench from the storm front bastards in the air. They were part of the reason I shut down my racism site years ago haha. They are good for bringing the intelligent discussions to a screeching halt.