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NEVER FORGET that Tarana Burke started the #MeToo movement over a DECADE ago. A lot of people think that a white woman celebrity came up with #metoo in 2017. That’s not the case. Tarana started the #Metoo movement in 2006 to raise awareness about sexual assault, especially against black women. She plays a big role on why everyone is wearing black at one of the most prominent nights in Hollywood. Please give her credit where it’s due. SAY HER NAME
I wish every white person at one of these protests would commit to doing one-on-one relational work with other whites to deal with their racism
This frustrates me because I’m in a very “liberal” academic space and my white classmates are always having lil breakout groups to discuss allyship, meetings to talk about how they can support black and brown efforts and organizing
But they seem to have zero idea how to actually talk about racism to other white people who don’t already agree with them
I was talking to a classmate today who told me he “felt bad” because his parents and siblings voted trump
And I’m just like: what’s the fucking point of doing all this chatting about allyship if you can’t even sit down and reason with the people closest to you.
Why are you always looking to us for a free education on race when you just compartmentalize that shit or use the insights to get closer to other poc
I think I can add something here as a piece of advice on how to go about this:
I work with a mix of people who carry a wide array of political viewpoints. I work closely with a guy in his 60s who tends to lean Republican on most issues.
One day, I was in a car with him and another colleague, around my age. The conversation diverted into entitlement spending and race. Us 20 somethings were on one side of the issues and a 60-year-old white guy was on the other.
After hearing him rant for a bit, I calmly asked, “Hey ____, what’s so wrong with those living in the projects getting unemployment benefits?” I let him answer and then posed another question off of his response. I kept calm and kept letting him speak, then asking follow-up questions. Eventually, he was calm and I could tell he was satisfied that I heard his point and where he was coming from. I also noticed that his views became less and less extreme every time I posed a question. His emotions were subsiding and he was critically thinking about each question. So, I expressed my position of how certain people are exposed to certain opportunity and race plays a major role in exposure. I related to people we both knew. I related to stories of friends that he didn’t know. I asked him, again calmly, if that perspective changes anything.
He kind of grumbled something and we arrived at our destination, ending the conversation.
However, the next day he came in and stated that he gave my position a lot of thought and felt like I brought up a lot of great points. He said was willing to think about these things.
I was COMPLETELY taken aback. I realized that my conversation was effective. I honestly don’t know who he voted for or if there a major impact on his thinking, but something changed enough for him to thank me and bring up a willingness to change, albeit how small.
So I guess my advice would be the following:
1) Have people re-examine their own thinking. Don’t tell them how to think or haw you think. Ask them questions that have them explore their thought process.
2) Relate your position to shared experience. Put a face and a name to the marginalized group. Don’t let them go to the ‘well they’re the exception’ answer. Go back to 1) and ask them questions.
3) Stay calm. Like 100% be calm. Disarm their emotions and don’t escalate with your own. This gives them an opportunity to think rationally rather than emotionally.
4) Don’t do it to feel good about yourself. Do it because it’s the right thing. If you are white/male/straight/cis, you need to do this for those who are not. Keep your thoughts on the marginalized and not making yourself feel good or ‘not like them’. This is not about you.
5) On the flip side, understand white poverty and what is going on in the manufacturing industry. Get the other viewpoint, even if you don’t think it’s worth empathizing with. Just understand that issue. Keep it in the back of your mind when asking questions.
I honestly don’t know if this will work in every circumstance or is enough. I feel like I made a change in someone’s way of thinking. I thought it was worth sharing.
Thank you for this.
Lets be clear, Donald Trump potentially becoming president is not a laughing matter for Canadians. I don’t want to see any pretentious jokes about the US election.
Beyond the horrors that would occur against Muslims, mexicans, black people, jewish people, in the USA…
It effects Canada directly. The USA is Canada’s largest trading partner. If Trump fucks up his economy, its going to fuck up Canada’s economy. Trump has also been very protectionist in his rhetoric, which will obviously hurt Canada’s trade.
The US is one of the largest emitters of Greenhouse gases. Trump plans to leave the Paris Climate Change accord and disinvest hundreds of millions to billions of dollars in funding for climate research and energy efficiency.
The earth is a connected system, and if Trump ends up pushing the world towards a runaway climate, its going to effect every single person on earth.
I didn’t even mention:
-The Prospect of Donald Trump with Nuclear Weapons and command over the largest military on earth.
-The risks that LGBTQ people will face, especially as potential VP Pence is a proponent of Conversion Therapy and other homophobic and transphobic laws.
-The Supreme Court could be stacked with Republicans, ensuring a strong bias will rule in their favour for decades.
-Trump wants to penalize women for getting abortions.
Its official: President-elect Trump:
Not right now man
To all the victims of Donald Trump’s many sexual assaults, who are watching the election tonight, watching their attacker being elected as leader of the free world:
I am with you. And I am sorry. I am so, so sorry. I am here in solidarity with all of you tonight.
I am here with EVERY victim of sexual assault, not just those of Donald Trump. I am here with every victim who by watching this election, is hearing their country convey the message that sexual assault is okay. I am here with every person watching a sexual predator being elected tonight, and I want you to know that you are not alone. You are brave, your experience is valid, and even if this terrible person is elected, we are here with you.
We will work tirelessly to make sure this never happens again.
I am so very sorry. And I am with you.
“Always aim high, work hard, and care deeply about what you believe in. And when you stumble, keep faith. And when you’re knocked down, get right back up and never listen to anyone who says you can’t or shouldn’t go on.”
thank you for fighting for us with such compassion, intelligence, grit, and grace. we love you.
White women went for Trump; white women supported a man who sexually assaults women. They would rather enable him and enable a culture where they themselves would continue to be sexually victimized by white men who get away with those crimes, than share a party or legacy with people of color.
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how they changed their minds: guest post from Ben
Following my blog series in spring 2015, How I Changed My Mind, I thought it would be cool to do a series where I invite others to tell stories about how they changed their minds on faith-related issues. This post is from my friend Ben. We started at Christian liberal arts university together, back when many things seemed simple to both of us. We now both understand what it is to grieve a sense of safety and certainty. This is a powerful expression of something that I don’t think everyone understands about those of us who doubt and who lose faith: we would have chosen to stay where we were if it had been a choice, but it isn’t.
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Dear God,
I loved you.
You gave my life meaning, kept me going through everything that life could throw at me. You gave me certainty and the confidence to push forward in life without having to worry about screwing it all up. After all, there’s nothing to worry about when you are completely certain that an all powerful, all knowing deity has your back. I knew you loved me, and I knew that you would always be there.
Then I went to college.
I studied biology and physics, and found an earth that seemed billions of years older than I believed that it could be. But this didn’t shake me, after all, there are a thousand creationist responses to all those pesky observations. Even if those failed, there was no reason you couldn’t have meant that first bit of Genesis in some symbolic way.
I studied history and learned about how the evangelical tradition, which I accepted as obvious, had arisen from seventeen hundred years worth of traditions interpreting and reinterpreting the story of a man named Jesus. But, while this caused some discomfort, I was still certain that there was nothing in history that was outside of your plan. Maybe I could adopt practices from those traditions which would bring me even closer to you.
I studied the bible, and learned that there are a thousand different ways that people have read and interpreted the scriptures. Scriptures that I had read and re-read dozens of times and believed were your literal, inerrant word. But this didn’t cause me too much grief, you were still there, and you still cared. Besides, the scriptures can be just as powerful as inspired works that contain spiritual truths, even if they aren’t totally inerrant.
Slowly I began moving more and more into a liberalized version of Christianity. New information that didn’t sync up with what I knew about you had to be synthesized. Often it would be necessary to force two cognitively dissonant ideas together.
The bible doesn’t talk a lot about homosexuality, but where it does, it doesn’t come off as very enlightened. It was easy to say things like “well, it’s their choice to live like that” or “God will give them enough grace to overcome this struggle” when I didn’t know anyone who wasn’t straight. But once I did it became very clear very fast that a) no good god would put someone into this kind of impossible situation, and b) I couldn’t love someone and expect them to try to carry a burden that I couldn’t touch. So I strained all my cognitive musculature, and pulled together the idea of an inspired scripture and of you being a loving god as tightly as I could manage.
Then I studied philosophy.
And I loved it. I loved learning about crafting arguments, and being logically consistent, and discovering meaning in the world. I loved philosophy because of you. Because I knew that loving wisdom and loving you were the same thing, and I was totally convinced that following any direction to the truth would necessarily lead me back to you. After all, you were the way, the truth and the life. But every day philosophy challenged the way I thought in some new subtle way. I’d run to apologists who might have a good answer to these challenging ideas, but rarely got a satisfying answer. I’d chalk it up to your mysterious nature, think to myself that you were beyond my comprehension and move on.
I tried more and more to escape from rationally explaining your existence by throwing myself into a more experience oriented version of Christianity. I attended worship services, spent more and more time in prayer, and devoted myself to spiritual practices. But I couldn’t find anything beyond some emotional tears once a week during a music service. But my faith was still there, whether I could feel you or not I wasn’t about to give up. I still had certainty that you would be there when I needed you.
Then philosophy broke my back.
I’ve read the bible from cover to cover nearly fifteen times, I’ve practiced lectio divina, and I’ve prayed my way through Augustine’s confession and a hundred other devotional works, but I have never prayed over a written work so fervently or for so long as I prayed through Anthony Flew’s parable of the gardener. It was only a two page excerpt, but just twenty four words were required to cause my whole world to disappear right beneath my feet:
Just how does what you call an invisible, intangible, eternally elusive gardener differ from an imaginary gardener or even from no gardener at all?
As I read those words you disappeared. Your presence, which I was so certain of even if I’d never really felt it, evaporated. The lights all turned off and I was all alone. I spent months afterwards trying with a renewed sense of urgency to find you, failing. Reading and rereading scriptures that promised that if I sought you, I’d find you, but you were nowhere to be found. I prayed for four hours a day every day for six weeks just to get some inkling that you were there, or that you at least cared a little. But you were either hidden behind a veil so thick that I couldn’t hope to find you without your direct intervention, or simply a being that never was.
So, here I am, trying to build something out of all the furniture that was built with you in mind, left to rearrange ideas with the knowledge that you aren’t going to show up, even if most days I still wish you would.
(via https://twitter.com/Shxperienced/status/760641861551874048)
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