Ethnic Minorities Deserve Safe Spaces Without White People.
Or so believes Aeman Ansari (pictured above), the author of a delightfully ignorant piece in the Huffington Post. Ms. Ansari, a fourth-year journalism student at Ryerson University interested in representations of minorities in mainstream media (quick, name one industry that produces actual product for actual paying consumers who has a burning hunger for someone with her degree), wrote a piece that would have brought tears of joy to the late segregationist George Wallace’s eyes.
“Racialized people experience systemic discrimination on a daily basis, on many levels, and in ways that white people may never encounter. The whole point of these safe spaces is to remove that power dynamic. That’s partly what makes them spaces for healing.”
Sweet flippin’…only an ahistorical academic would come up with crap. “Racialized?” Wait, I thought focusing on people’s race first was bad. Did I not get the newest memo from the Ministry of Truth?
You’ll notice that people with real jobs have largely dealt with this already: in a job, we don’t really care what your sex, color, gender, etc. are. We care about basically one thing. Can you do your job? along with the corollaries of Produce what you’re paid to produce and not be a whining pain in the ass about it. And in social settings, real adults ask that you do the basic adult things like pay your own way, pay your taxes, and not impose too much on your neighbors.
You know what really began to break down racism in America? The military. President Harry Truman (a vet who had fought in the First World War) integrating the armed forces was great, but it began before that, in WWII. Blacks had been given menial jobs, but they were near the fighting, like in Pelieu, in the South Pacific. The “privileged” (white-appearing) troops were graced with being on the line in some of the more horrific fighting and conditions the Marines had ever experienced. And after weeks and months, they began to crack (anyone would have). Black Marines, who were serving as stretcher bearers, said to the command “Let us sit on the line a while. We can take a bullet as well as anyone.” And they did, relieving the battle-weary white troops and fighting off the banzai attacks of the Japanese Army.
The result? The white troops gained a new respect for the colored gyrenes because, yes, the Black Marines could do the damn job. Nothing helps break down ignorance and prejudice like exposure to reality, something I’d suggest the author of this piece could use.
Stop whining, Ms. Ansari. Get out, get a job, and demonstrate what you’re worth. Most of your co-workers will only give a damn about your background if they want to know where you got that rockin’ recipe you shared with them at the company potluck.