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La fragilité blanche : pourquoi est-ce si dur de parler aux Blancs de racisme ?

La fragilité blanche : pourquoi est-ce si dur de parler aux Blancs de racisme ?

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An open letter to everyone who thinks having a black family member exempts them from racism - It was a Thursday night after 8, and just like every Thursday night after 8, we sat in the presence of poetry. That week, there was soap, hand-crafted by one of our members and passed from hand to hand to hand, grazed by fingertips, absorbed. This was our writing prompt. The bar of soap fell into my palm. On it read the words “They washed their hands of us.” What Is Whiteness? Photo THE terrorist attack in Charleston, S.C., an atrocity like so many other shameful episodes in American history, has overshadowed the drama of Rachel A. Dolezal’s yearslong passing for black. And for good reason: Hateful mass murder is, of course, more consequential than one woman’s fiction. But the two are connected in a way that is relevant to many Americans.

What do you do with a culturally appropriative tattoo? “What do your tattoos mean?” When I first started getting tattoos, I enthusiastically jumped to answer this question. I loved to talk about my chest tattoo in particular. It looked like an ecstatic yin yang, swirling inward and exploding outward simultaneously. 4 Ways to Push Back Against Your Privilege by Mia McKenzie I’ve often said that it’s not enough to acknowledge your privilege. And, in fact, that acknowledging it is often little more than a chance to pat yourself on the back for being so “aware.” What I find is that most of the time when people acknowledge their privilege, they feel really special about it, really important, really glad that something so significant just happened, and then they just go ahead and do whatever they wanted to do anyway, privilege firmly in place. The truth is that acknowledging your privilege means a whole lot of nothing much if you don’t do anything to actively push back against it. I understand, of course, that the vast majority of people don’t even acknowledge their privilege in the first place.

Nakkiah Lui: “It’s Not Racism That Australia Needs To Get Rid Of; It’s The Privilege Of Whiteness” By Nakkiah Lui, 3/6/2015 On Friday May 29, the NSW Reconciliation Council brought their sell-out event ‘I’m Not Racist, But…‘ to the University of Sydney, as part of National Reconciliation Week. Hosted by Gretel Killeen, the forum’s aim was to generate an open discussion around racism in Australia; it featured ten-minute talks from artist and writer Adam Geczy, writer and screenwriter Benjamin Law, TV host and VJ Yumi Stynes and playwright, writer, and actor Nakkiah Lui, followed by a panel discussion and Q&A. The following speech was given by Nakkiah; republished here with her permission, it has been edited for online. I’m Nakkiah Nellie We’ama Hope Lui.

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Empathy Isn't Everything Illustration by Sofia. How did empathy, of all things, become something I hate? I used to think empathy was the all-purpose cleaner for social ills. Becoming a White Ally to Black People in the Aftermath of the Michael Brown Murder As we all know by now, Michael Brown, an unarmed black teenage boy, was gunned down by the police while walking to his grandmother’s house in the middle of the afternoon. For the past few days my Facebook newsfeed has been full of stories about the incidents unfolding in Ferguson, Missouri. But then I realized something. For the first couple of days, almost all of the status updates expressing anger and grief about yet another extrajudicial killing of an unarmed black boy, the news articles about the militarized police altercations with community members and the horrifying pictures of his dead body on the city concrete were posted by people of color. Outpourings of rage and demands for justice were voiced by black people, Latinos, Asian Americans, Arab American Muslims. They have nothing to say?