was it..."shocking" or at all damaging to go through life one way then all of a sudden really see the world for what it is at all? Do you think you would have been better off knowing younger or holding on to that youthful innocence as long as you did?To be honest, I grew up in a diverse city with a diverse group of friends, race didn't matter all that much to us. I guess as kids, we didn't see what was out there. We were certainly aware, and I was given speeches as a kid about understanding that I'd have to be undeniably better to be seen as the same but it wasn't immediate to me. No one ever had the gall to directly say something racist to me to my face, there were certain actions sure, but even my friends who were of other races told them that they were ignorant. I remember a game like SOCOM US Navy Seals being the first time I heard someone use the n-word in a derogatory fashion in real life. It just didn't happen, and maybe we were fortunate.
I'd say the internet makes me think more about race or religion or any of those things than I do normally. That's not to say we didn't know racist people, we had friends whose parents didn't like black people (grandparents especially), but we always chalked it up to an older era. I'd seen enough to know my friends didn't think that way, and to this day, a lot of those people would ride for me before my black friends would. Though not as egregious, my older relatives had habits like calling every Asian person Chinese anyhow so I couldn't exactly be to upset by a little ignorance. We were special.
It wasn't until college that I found out how rare my experience was, and that most people lived self-segregated. Class, race, religion, none of that stuff had ever mattered to us. It's why when I see any sort of generalization in here Ibecause I know that's not how real life is and we've all branched out to other parts of the country and the world and found out that we weren't all that unique. People have more in common than was separates them if you give them a chance. I think I got a bit off-topic there.
But to answer the question when it really hit me what being black in america meant: It was during the uproar of Cornel Young Jr. being shot and knowing his little sister. If anyone remembers that case.
yeah there's a reason they don't box, you can only get hit in the head so many times before it takes it's toll, but still i'd like them to learn how NOT to get hit in the head...which i realy don't even know why, we live in a good neighborhood, nothing like where I grew up where if you didn't knwo how to box you WERE going to get hit in the head eventually....I'd like them to do MMA, to quote the venerable Bernie Mac "these kids soft" though. I think it's just my perception though, went on a field trip with my oldest about 2 weeks ago and in comparison to the sampling of kids he's a got damn animal...You might be down on them doing MMA but the actual stats on CTE and brain damage for the sport are much lower than boxing or football for example, you can go check it out yourself. The grappling and general ruleset negate a lot of the damage that people would expect.
The one thing i'm meh on MMA for kids about is the image of the sport.not exactly role models everywhere.
I grew up in a predominately black/brown area, white kids where the rarity. And the ones I did have exposure to were all nerds.
I have a reverse racism experience in that until I was about 14 i though being white was a strike against you, hence the "stop acting like a white boy"....
To be honest, I grew up in a diverse city with a diverse group of friends, race didn't matter all that much to us. I guess as kids, we didn't see what was out there. We were certainly aware, and I was given speeches as a kid about understanding that I'd have to be undeniably better to be seen as the same but it wasn't immediate to me. No one ever had the gall to directly say something racist to me to my face, there were certain actions sure, but even my friends who were of other races told them that they were ignorant. I remember a game like SOCOM US Navy Seals being the first time I heard someone use the n-word in a derogatory fashion in real life. It just didn't happen, and maybe we were fortunate.
I'd say the internet makes me think more about race or religion or any of those things than I do normally. That's not to say we didn't know racist people, we had friends whose parents didn't like black people (grandparents especially), but we always chalked it up to an older era. I'd seen enough to know my friends didn't think that way, and to this day, a lot of those people would ride for me before my black friends would. Though not as egregious, my older relatives had habits like calling every Asian person Chinese anyhow so I couldn't exactly be to upset by a little ignorance. We were special.
It wasn't until college that I found out how rare my experience was, and that most people lived self-segregated. Class, race, religion, none of that stuff had ever mattered to us. It's why when I see any sort of generalization in here I
But to answer the question when it really hit me what being black in america meant: It was during the uproar of Cornel Young Jr. being shot and knowing his little sister. If anyone remembers that case.
the horror brehs.
I was in 3rd grade, this girl told me she was Haitian. Thought she was talmbout Hades and did understand how that didnt make her Black. I was at an all black school at the time too.I was listening to Joe ROgan podcast #344 and he said he never knew what the N word mean until he was like 10 or 11. Yesterday I told my son to stop acting like a white boy
Question:
is it a good thing for kids NOT to learn about things like this that they will inevitably run into? Should you "keep the lie alive" as long as possible?
I see it as a good thing that my kids haven't been exposed to that yet and are blissfully unaware, thinking back i remember being aware of this stuff AT LEAST by 8 years old.
THoughts?
not until middle school where I was called a "cracka ass cracka"
Didn't realize you were that young
