My heart is so heavy as I begin to try to express all the emotions that come to mind when I think about the word racism.
I ache when I see hate crimes on the news all because of the color of someone’s skin. In middle school, I was the kid whose stomach would twist into knots reading about the KKK and Hitler in American History class because I couldn’t imagine how people could hate one another so much.
I think the hardest part for me to get my head around though, is that throughout history the groups that were discriminated against hadn’t necessarily done anything “wrong”. They were just simply born with the wrong colored skin or they were “different” so that made them “bad” or less than.
They say history repeats itself. I think the reason that’s a saying is because as humans we like to turn a blind eye. We don’t like change and we’re set in our ways. Racism is something that dates back to the beginning of time, and yet we still haven’t figured out how to love people, skin color and all.
I want people to stop judging other’s by their skin color and hears why.
1. It is a person’s heart that defines who they are
“I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.” Y’all know if I’m going to be talking about racism I have to throw Martin Luther King Jr. in there. Why? Not because he’s black and I’m white, but because he stood for truth, equality, and justice.
Truth is something that is timeless. That statement he made in his “I Have a Dream” speech was relevant 54 years ago and it’s still relevant today. I don’t care if you’re red, yellow, black, white, or green (what’s up aliens) your skin color does not make you any better or any less than anyone else.
Black lives matter. White lives matter. Hispanic lives matter. Everyone matters. Stop focusing on skin color and start focusing on more important things like what actually makes up that individual. What’s their mind like? What’s their heart like? What is their soul like?
Your skin color does not give you the right to discriminate. If all you can see is another person’s skin color or you make judgments about them because of that, then it’s time to add some depth to your life because you my friend are in danger of being shallow.
Think about it, it’s like me saying something like, “All blondes are dumb and I don’t like dumb people so therefore I don’t like blondes.” First of all, no disrespect to any blondes reading this because I’m naturally one of you and second of all have you ever watched the Big Bang Theory? Kaley Cuoco (the girl who plays Penny) is obviously pretty dang smart if she has figured out how to get 1 million dollars a show. Like you go Glen Coco. But really, do you see how ignorant that statement about blondes was?
You can’t judge someone because of the way that they look. Put yourself in other people’s shoes and imagine if someone decided to discriminate against you just for looking different from them.
We have got to dig deeper. Give everyone you meet a fair chance. Separate is not equal. Don’t separate yourself from people different than you. Get to know people. You’ll be surprised how much more you are alike than you are unlike.
2. Nature versus nurture
OoOoOoOoO we could sit here and talk about this all (clap) day (clap) long (clap). Don’t worry I won’t, but when people are first born, we’re all innocent right? We come into this world having no beliefs, biases, or hate because those are all things that are taught.
So does that mean that we can end racism by teaching children from a young age to just love? Probably not because then that means the world would be a perfect place and I would be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize, but I think it’s a start.
Children are the future. Instill in them values of love, truth, honor, and equality.
3. Love is blind
Now before you start booing me and mentally throwing rotten eggs at me, let me explain. I don’t mean that skin color should be completely ignored, in fact, I think that skin color is something that people should be proud of. Skin color is some physical evidence that links a person to their heritage and that is something to celebrate.
What I do mean is that love doesn’t take into account the color of someone’s skin. Love knows no age, race, ethnicity, gender, it just simply is.
I come from a blended family. I myself am white, but I have 2 black siblings as well as cousins who are black. I don’t see them for their skin tone though. I see them as strong, beautiful, intelligent, kind, inspiring humans that I am blessed enough to call my family.
That’s what love is. Love looks past all the shallow boundaries the world tries to make so “important”. People don’t choose to be born, just like they don’t choose their skin color. However, people can choose to love and love blindly.
If you don’t take anything away from this post today, I hope you remember this.
We’re all humans and as humans, we should all be treated as nothing less. We all look the same on the inside. We all bleed red no matter the skin color on the outside and all I know is that love will save the day.