That type of behaviour shows that they are not mature enough to even be there in the first place.Saw a story on the news yesterday where students were meeting with the OU pres, showing all their trendy outrage and demanding he resign.
Child minds.
My experience has been there is no group more racist than blacks. Why does OU even have a black students group? Is there a white students group? I’m pretty sure MLK is rolling over in his grave at some of the behavior of some blacks. OU is quick to jump on the black discrimination blame game. I remember Stoops walking hand in hand with black players after the party bus incident.
It’s 2019, who gives a crap what race someone is. Stand up and be proud of who you are. Work hard to become what you want to be. Skin color shouldn’t matter and be a reason for discrimination or special treatment.
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In fairness you were in highschool before my dad had his first hard on , that being said this had changed dramatically by the 90’s when I graduated high school. We accepted you based on who you were color didn’t matter. If you sucked ...you sucked which ever color you happened to be. If you were cool you were cool regardless of colorRacism is to a large degree based on the sad history of slavery in this country. While the practice of slavery was (and still is in some places) a world wide thing, practiced by cultures all over the planet, in the United States, the institution of slavery was the enslavement of blacks by whites. And it happened not that long ago, when you think about it. For many of the older folks here, who were born in the 40’s, 50’s or 60’s...slavery was abolished less than 100 years, just few generations, before we were born.
We grew up with the harsh after-effects of it too. We grew up thinking blacks were inferior. We were actually taught that the they were. That explained to me why there were separate bathrooms, drinking fountains, and places to eat. It made sense to me that that was why they had to sit in the back. Maybe it explained to them the same thing? Many may have grown up feeling disadvantaged because they were black. My own father grudgingly accepted blacks having some equal rights, not all, probably only because he had to. He referred to them by using the N-word. And it wasn’t necessarily a derogatory term, not as much as it is today, because to him, that’s simply what they were: N-words. So many, probably most of us from that time grew up in a segregated world.
I remember the sit-in at Katz drug store led by a young black woman named Clara Luper. I remember what my parents and aunts and uncles said about it too. It was all negative, all “racist”; a new term, to my young ears. And I was there when forced bussing happened here in Oklahoma. Oh Lord, did we resist it? Yes. Did we fight with the black kids who suddenly, became students at my high school, when neither they nor we wanted them to be? Yes. Did both sides behave like animals towards one another? Yes. Did we call the black kids the N-word word and start fights and crap with them simply because they were black? Yes. Why? I can’t answer that for everyone, but for me, it was because my parents; my own old dad told me I should be pissed off because those N-word people think they are just as good as us. (White people).
It wasn’t until I joined the Marines, right when I had just turned 19, still a boy, still poopin’ high school chow, not quite yet able to be called a man, that I was thrown together with black recruits and expected to behave as if we were all on the same level and all on the same team. I imagine the culture shock of having us white boys as squad mates was also a shock to them. Acceptance did not come easy. But the Drill Instructors told us that racist crap DID NOT belong in his Marine Corps, by God. He told us there were dark green Marines and there were light green Marines. Period. Over time, we all changed. In a few short weeks, we began to set skin color aside and began to accept each other for our abilities. Abilities to run, lift, march, shoot, to be squared away, to be Marines. We aspired to that goal, worked toward it, we all just wanted to earn the Eagle Globe and Anchor. Poof! Years of hate; washed away by the most influential man I had ever met up to that time. A young Marine Corps Sergeant named Delaney. He was one mean, tough SOB. He was old Corps; a proud NCO who took turds like us and turned us into Marines in those short weeks he had us. He used to shake his head and say stuff like, I can’t believe the **** birds the recruiters are taking these days...how am I supposed to turn you hogs into Marines? I’m a Drill Instructor, not a G. D. Magician!” (Some 10 -12 years later, he actually worked under my command when I was a Captain and he was a Master Sergeant, but that’s another story).
So that was a long story, but maybe it illccustrates us older guys’ perception of racism somewhat. It is not something that has even around that long. When my dad was on active duty in WW II, he did not have blacks in his outfits. A generation later, we DID. Now our kids and their kids will still be exposed to it, to racism, but it slowly grows older in our history, the memories of slavery grown colder in time. Will it ever go away? I don’t think so, I think that human beings, at least some, will react and behave negatively towards each other based on one of the dumbest of characteristics: skin color. I would rather we reacted in that manner based on say: character.
Perhaps character is just not as easily determined as skin color though. Does that explain it? Probably not.
tMy experience has been there is no group more racist than blacks
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