Wrong….you want to live in the past forever, and get pats on the back for your white guilt, go ahead. But don’t presume that for me.
I’m not the one continuing the discredited idea that Blacks are destined to be failures due to reduced intellect. That old idea should have died out with Black and White TV’s. It lives today, because people want to live in the past, instead of the present.
I believe that people should be treated with respect. Sir for men, and Ma’am for women. It doesn’t matter what they say to me, I treat all people with respect. My soul is not affected by whatever they say. It is affected by what I say, and do. I will be judged in the afterlife based upon my heart, my actions, and my thoughts. I am willing to be judged based upon my beliefs. I find them logical, and wise.
I could list tens of thousands of philosophical inspirations, words that have caused me to consider. But in the end, who I am is who I was raised to be.
My parents never allowed anyone to be treated differently under their roof. All men, no matter the Color, were to be addressed as Mr. Or Sir. All women, no matter the color, were to be treated with respect. And there were visitors, and friends, who arrived of all the colors. Friends my Parents worked with.
It allowed me to grow up knowing some very fine people of all colors. And it inoculated me against the idea that superiority was a result of skin pigment. So when others later tried to convince me of those idiotic ideals, I rejected them out of hand. I already knew that those ideals were false.
When I served in the Army, I had no problems with people of any color. I didn’t care what color they were. It was irrelevant. They were fellow soldiers. Period. If they had more rank than me, I’d better treat them respectfully.
And now today, more than five decades since my birth, I hold many of the same beliefs. While some ideals have evolved, the basic premise. We are all people, with the same blood pumping in our veins. That has remained. Secured in an impregnable fortress of logic, and truth.
It is not me living in the past. It has nothing to do with White Guilt. It has everything to do with my belief in God, and my life experience. I’m not the one clinging to the demonstrably false notions of superiority.