To summarize: many progressive white people, deep down, probably worry they are racist due to their upbringing. This is painful to them, especially given our complete societal ostracization of racists, and they don’t want to believe it. So, they act in many ways to counter this on a high level (expressing anti racist views, shaming other people perceived as racist, maybe protesting or something, etc.) and then convince themselves that they aren’t racist. However, if you call them out on behavior that points out that, in some ways, they’re acting racist they will refuse to absorb this information. They will deny it, say they were misinterpreted, get angry, maybe apologize without any deeper understanding of what they did, because it is painful for them to touch that place that secretly worries they might be racist.
What it is very difficult for people acting out of white narcissism to do is empathize with people who have experienced racism. If someone brings up an incident with racism in it, their number one concern (as someone desperately trying to cover their own racism, even to themselves) will be how can I show that I am not like this racist person.
“The rich aren’t evil, as so many of my brothers would tell you. I’ve known rich people – I have played on their yachts – and they are not unkind, or malign, and they do not hate the poor, as many would tell you. And they are not stupid – or at least, not any more than the poor are. Much as I find amusing the idea of a ruling class of honking toffs, unable to put their socks on without Nanny helping them, it is not true. They build banks, and broker deals, and formulate policy, all with perfect competency.
No – the big difference between the rich and the poor is that the rich are blithe. They believe nothing can every really be so bad. They are born with the lovely, velvety coating of blitheness – like lanugo, on a baby – and it is never rubbed off by a bill that can’t be paid; a child that can’t be educated; a home that must be left for a hostel, when the rent becomes too much.
Their lives are the same for generations. There is no social upheaval that will really affect them. If you’re comfortably middle-class, what’s the worst a government policy could do? Ever? Tax you at 90% and leave your bins, unemptied, on the pavement. But you and everyone you know will continue to drink wine – but maybe cheaper – go on holiday – but somewhere nearer – and pay off your mortgage – although maybe later.
Consider, now, then, the poor. What’s the worst a government policy can do to them? It can cancel their operation, with no recourse to private care. It can run down their school – with no escape route to a prep. It can have you out of your house and in a B&B by the end of the year. When the middle classes get passionate about politics, they’re arguing about their treats – their tax-breaks and their investments. When the poor get passionate about politics, they’re fighting for their lives.
Politics will always mean more to the poor. Always. That’s why we strike and march, and despair when our young say they won’t vote. That’s why the poor are seen as more vital, and animalistic. No classical music for us – no walking around National Trust properties, or buying reclaimed flooring. We don’t have nostalgia. We don’t do yesterday. We can’t bare it. We don’t want to be reminded of our past, because it was awful: dying in mines, and slums, without literacy, or the vote. Without dignity. It was all so desperate, then. That’s why the present and the future is for the poor – that’s the place in time for us: surviving now, hoping for better, later. We live now – for our instant, hot, fast treats, to pep us up: sugar, a cigarette, a new fast song on the radio.
You must never, never forget, when you talk to someone poor, that it takes ten times the effort to get anywhere from a bad post-code. It’s a miracle when someone from a bad post-code gets anywhere, son. A miracle they do anything at all.
|—||A rant about the divide between the rich and the poor from “How To Build a Girl” by Caitlin Moran (via itsalljustvapourtrails)
“When the rich get passionate about politics, they’re arguing about treats. When the poor get passionate about politics, they are fighting for the lives.”
When u work full time but it’s a minimum wage job so you can’t afford rent and food so you have to steal to eat.you have no way to save money to get out of the cycle. And you can’t enroll in school because you are broke , and even if you took out a loan you still have to work full time to pay rent. And your family is broke and then your dad gets demoted at work so they are even more broke now and you worry about them affording food and bills.
Get. Another. Job.
so much privilege, so little rationality
Lol. That’s the libertarian solution to poverty? “Just work TWO full time jobs”?
“Just spend the vast majority of your waking hours at work.”
“Just give up every waking moment of your life to wage slavery”
“What do you mean you need to sleep? That’s commie talk, you pinko.”
Let’s break it down. There’s 168 hours in a week, 24 hours a day, seven days. You typically spend 8 hours a day asleep, so you have about 168 – 56, for 112 waking hours a week, If you spent 80 hours a week working (which would be two full-time jobs, you’d have 32 waking hours a week leftover, which is about 4 and a half hours a day. 4.5 hours to drive to work, from work, oh and alsobetween your two different jobs, let’s be generous and say that only takes an hour out of your day, you’re down to 3.5 waking hours a day for eating, bathing, taking care of your home and your family, doing chores and errands, recreation, etc, including on weekend days.
But if these jobs are normal full-time jobs, you only work Monday-Friday, which would just flat out not work, you’d have to spend 16 hours a day at work, meaning your commutes and getting ready in the morning would both cut into your eight hours a day of sleep. This would be a work regime more strenuous than almost any in history.
casual reminder: this isn’t a hypothetical either but reality for working class people all over the US.
What’d I say, y’all? People who don’t have to worry about money have the WORST advice when it comes to money AND they have NO IDEA what it takes to survive on nothing.
Rapier Squadron was a T-85 X-wing starfighter squadron that served as part of the New Republic’s Starfleet that was led by Commander Poe Dameron. The four-member squadron was assigned to patrol the Mirrin sector and protect its trade lanes from the Hutts, the Guavian Death Gang, and Kanjiklub.
Oscar Isaac as Commander Poe Dameron (Rapier Leader)
Tessa Thompson as Lieutenant Karé Kun (Rapier Two)
Daniel Henney as Lieutenant Iolo Arana (Rapier Three)
Rahul Kohli as Lieutenant Muran (Rapier Four)
The wildest thing about Star Wars Racegate 2k16 (or whatever. Someone else can probably come up with a better name), is the complete shock and disbelief of the typically-white-priority fandom that’s migrated to TFA that there is a notably-sized Black fanbase with a voice. Considering TFA has a Black lead (whether they like it or not), that really shouldn’t come as a surprise.
It’s even wilder when the typically-white-priority fandom that migrated to TFA won’t even acknowledge that of course TFA is going to have a relatively diverse fanbase participating in discourse.
Instead, Black fans are whitewashed. The voices in the TFA fandom talking about racism are described with race-neutral terms like “concern troll,” “faux-activist,” “SJW,” and, of course, “bully.” And we all know that those with ingrained white-priority mindsets will take anything race-neutral and default it to white.
The problem isn’t Black people – that would be racist – the problem is overzealous SJW bullies.
But the fact is, they are talking about Black people. There are nbpoc and white people speaking out too, of course, but make no mistake, the biggest fear of the fandom status quo is a truly diverse fandom where Black fans expect and receive the same level of escapism, comfort, and safety that white fans expect.
Black fans are the most feared for lots of reasons, from threatening whiteslash fandom’s oppression status to the fact that Black characters in particular are the most reviled by fandom. Fandom can dress up its fears any way they want. Nostalgia for the “nicer” way it used to be is nostalgia for less diversity in fandom, full stop.