Yeah there might be a handful of racists out there but I don’t give a shit. I may be a Chicano but I wont give into fear. I don’t want to think that every white and black dude is out to get me simply because they’re a different color than me. The racist peeps are only a minority found in every race. But I refuse to build a defensive mechanism of “being on the lookout” all the damn time around people who look different than me. I know reality doesn’t care about my feelings. But the only way I know how to stay sane is by giving all humans a decent chance. As long as we can respect each other then we’re cool. Other Chicanos are always questioning my mentality because they fear being able to share a meal with others who look or talk different from them. I can assure you that it’s not impossible for people to get along simply because they’re different in appearance. It’s children of immigrants that understand what it’s like to live two different cultures at once never really understanding why this thing creates so much divide. It’s like I do understand but I dont at the same time because I’ll be watching all these American tv shows while eating tamales or listening to Linkin Park while playing a game of Loteria or arguing with my mom in English while she replies in Spanish. Sometimes my parents will say things like “you’re whitewashed” simply because I prefer nu-metal music over some Spanish music. Oh and don’t get me started on how much my diet differs from theirs. I’ll be cooking lasagna or Pho(vietnamese food btw) for dinner and they’ll ask me why I didn’t cook menudo, chilaquiles, etc instead. I don’t know what the fuck I am at times but I just know that i have my likes and dislikes just like everyone else. But I refuse to quit playing Halo and watching American football simply because its “not Mexican”. Like I don’t give a shit. This is all I’ve known. You decided to have kids in a different country so dont be so surprised that I prefer Hershey’s over Pelon pelon Rico or donuts over pan dulce. A part of me hates them for separating me from a world that they insist is my true heritage but a part of me is glad too because the only brown brothers I have a real connection with are my blood brothers. The ones who came out of the same woman as I did. I have my own mind, I refuse to be part of a collective thinking. At the end of the day every human technically has their own culture. All of my brothers grew up in the same family yet we all different tastes in food, clothing, friends, music, games, etc. Life is too complex for me to not wanna try a little of everything enjoyable in this world. Imagine going through life never seeing the beach once in your whole life in person with your own two eyes or one if that’s your case. Many humans die with many experiences but we also die with many inexperiences as well. So why limit our ability to experience enjoyable things in life simply because the culture is a little different? I just don’t get that mentality. I may be odd but I often catch myself wanting to understand people who are very different from me despite being one of the minorities in my country.
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Lonewolf23, I love this! Every thing you wrote makes perfect sense. You’re a cool guy and I wish more people thought and acted this way. It would make it easier to walk down the street. Any street!
I like this post. Human nature has a weird contradiction with genetic/logical nature. Everyone knows that genetic diversity is what yields a “superior race”. And yet so many cultures have an incestuous tendency to stay inside their small pool, genetically as well as culturally. In other words, racism breeds inbreds.
The only way to break the pattern is to boldly cross over into other cultures. Even if we have a programmed affinity for our own, we need to explore, assimilate the best from all cultures and become stronger that way… not by hiding in the protective bubble of our own trailer parks.