There are very few things in this world that I can honestly say I hate. Sure, things can make me angry. People can disappoint me. But it’s a rare thing for me to say (and mean) that I hate.
Well, I hate racism. I can’t stand it, and I can’t UNDERstand it. It has no place in the world.
How is it 2025 and we still reward racists by allowing them to work among us?
With the entire “Me Too” movement, prominent celebrities were removed from the public limelight. So if we, as a people, can rally behind women who felt oppressed and victimized by men they considered trustworthy, why can’t we put racists on blast? Why can’t we move in unison to remove these people from serving our local community?
Maybe part of it is that I grew up in Oklahoma and racism didn’t exist up there the way it continues to hang on today in the south. But for the life of me I can’t understand why. Why are there people so motivated by hatred of a skin color that they can’t see the people behind the pigmentation.
When I was in college at Bama (Roll Tide!) I took several philosophy classes. I loved them because we were all encouraged to have healthy debates. We were prodded to use our brains and think for ourselves.
During one of those classes, we had a conversation that I will never forget. It was focused on racism and the south.
“Why do people need to discredit those who look different from them?”
Wow. The things that we talked about in a closed classroom would have probably shocked a lot of people, but the main consensus was that ultimately people need others to be lower than they are in order to feel validation.
That blew my mind. Why do we need to make someone else’s “penny to look dull” in order for us to feel like we deserve to exist?
In this day and age, have we not learned that we are all (mostly) the same? We, collectively as a people, seek happiness and security for our families and loved ones.
But we continue to allow racism in our homes, in our classrooms, in our churches, in our public service jobs.
It is one thing to be a racist in a private sector business, but it is quite another to be a racist in a public service job where half the populous has a larger percentage of melanin in their skin tone.
So why do these people deserve to serve in public offices? Or in public service positions where the entirety of their paycheck is funded publicly.
Honestly, I’ve kept my mouth shut on this matter since I moved here. I sat back and watched the mess go on here. I joined groups like Mission Mississippi to be proactive against racism in a Godly and Christianly way.
Now? I’ve honestly developed a hatred of people who act like this. It isn’t right. I HATE that I HATE these actions by people who could simply sit back and have a gracious heart.
Look, racism can be against Black, White, Mexican, Venezuelan, Chinese and Swedish people (and all nationalities, but for the sake of space, we’ll abbreviate the meaning). But none of it is acceptable.
So once again, why do we shame rapists but reward racist with public sector jobs?
We have got to come together as a people. If we are ever going to get anywhere, it will be on the same boat. So maybe it’s time to kick those racists off of our boat.
Maybe then, we’ll get somewhere.
