EVERYONE'S A LITTLE BIT RAAAAAAAAACIST!

Discussion in 'THREAD ARCHIVES' started by Hydronine, Mar 31, 2010.

  1. Are you racist?

    Apparently, in the feild of Sociology, even jokes about ethnicity are considered racist, even if that's not the intent.

    Are you racist?

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    I'm so sensitive to racism, that I actually come full circle sometimes. When I was younger, I would hear the n-word and I'd go BERSERK because one of my best friends at the time was black, and my other friend was Muslim. I was so protective of them, that sometimes it got out of hand.

    ....

    Like how I dumped black paint on one of my classmates when they had made a stupid comment towards Dedrick.

    I've learned how to tone it down, but I'm still sometimes sensitive to it, though. One of my friends at the moment is from Pakistan and the father of two daughters and a god husband. He's a good guy, but everyone makes assumptions since he's from Pakistan.
     
  2. I was in a situation like that when I was younger. I had a black friend named Shelby, and every time I'd hear the "n" word, I'd go ape-crazy in my head, and I'd confront them about it. That earned me a black eye on numerous occasions. As I grew up, I learned to control it, but it's pretty screwed up that my dad says it. -_-' And my mom's always talking about "Oh, the black people..." with an emphasis on the word "black".
    And I've confronted THEM and said, "That sounds kind of racist...>_>" And of course, they've denied it.
    So very annoying... -_-;
     
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  4. The princess gave a small nod when Link would suggest they start by visiting her father. The girl went quiet afterwards, a frown showing on her lips.

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    "Forgive me, I've suddenly been overcome with nervousness," she said, letting out a shaky laugh. "My father won't be able to see me like you can, will he? Or will he--"

    Mipha cut herself off, trying to imagine what she would say if she could actually speak with her father again. Would be be sorrowful? Happy? Relieved to know that she was at peace after accomplishing her mission?

    Ah, but what was she even thinking? Of course he wouldn't be able to see her. Link could only see her because he was special, the one chosen to be the hylian champion who could do some things that no ordinary man could.

    "Never mind; I apologize for babbling. But yes, let us continue onward and meet with my father. Nothing would make me happier," Mipha replied.​
     
  5. Good response, Myrn! I had no idea it was like that over there! The more you know!
     
  6. Yes, I think everyone is a little bit racist. It happens in just as many innocent ways as it does the bad ones, that all this political correctness has just gotten really out of hand. It's definitely all about the CONTEXT. Like, I would never want to say or do something that would actually hurt or offend someone. And I don't have any hatred for someone just because they're a different race or nationality.

    Won't stop me from making terrible jokes about Ampoule's people. >:D You have to be able to laugh, joke, and poke fun at stereotypes. If you can't have fun about it, you're pretty miserable.


    BUT what really pisses me off is when someone says that white people can't suffer the effects of racism. Because, white people rule the world, enslaved everyone, yadda, yadda, yadda. THAT is racist. >:[ ANYONE can be the target of racism. In the neighborhood I grew up in, -I- was the minority. I got my ass kicked for be the "oreo cream" white girl. t___t And someone had the audacity to tell me that wasn't racism, because white people have all the power in the world.

    ...and obviously, I'm still mad about that! o_____o Anyways! Yes. Agree with Myrn. Context.
     
  7. And Sociology is wrong because there is no such thing as race~

    I say this because race is only established to create "differences", ie us vs. them. if you wish to go the route of communism, race is only set up to cause strife between the lower classes, all of whom are stuck in the same lifestyles anyways.

    Genetic wise, there is nothing that sets any of us apart from each other. The only difference lies in the way the skeletal structure is set up, even there differences are very minimal.

    The real different lies in the concept of what ethincities are. This deals more with cultural attributes vs. anything else. Nine times out of ten, when you are making a joke about race, it is someone's ethnicity you are harassing.

    The proper term to use is predjudice, i.e. a preconceived belief, opinion, or judgment made without ascertaining the facts of a case.

    Yes, all people have them and it is a natural effect of peoples living any sort of group, whether it is religion, ethnicity, or nationhood.
     
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  8. [ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tbud8rLejLM&feature=related"]YouTube- Everyones A Little Bit Racist[/ame]

    I laugh. But I don't distribute. It's funny, because it's happened before. Just it shouldn't have been made into a joke to include an entire race. If anyone is to be made fun of, it's us. We're the most colorful of anyone(Red in the sun, green when sick, blue in the cold), we've fucked up so many other ethnicities, cultures, and traditions. We don't have Japan beat in the "WTF?" department, yet.

    [ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z4V8iH-oQgg"]YouTube- Stephen Lynch - America [3 Balloons][/ame]

    I have a feeling a vulgar singer/comedian can explain it better than I can.
     
  9. While I agree wholeheartedly with Myrn and Diana and I think that GDHD (dear lord, that sounds like a date rape drug) and Krom are speaking out their respective assholes. Admittedly, GDHD has a shadow of a point, though Krom is basically spouting a PC-trip. Nobody can "fuck up" somebody else's culture, and jokes are funny because they hold a grain of truth. You know who tell the best black man jokes? Black men. Same goes with asians. I would tell white jokes, but I don't know any.

    GDHD - a race is a set of genetic predispositions that tend to cluster. Their importance may be (and is) artificially inflated, but they exist, and include everything from skeletal structure to muscle mass to skin pigmentation to subtle but important differences in chemical processes. Ethnicity deals primarily with culture, yes, but recall that different races tend to go hand-in hand with certain ethnicities or sub-cultures. Conflict sparks easily between ethnicities because some ideologies are not easily compatible, or even completely incompatible. While the differences may be exagerrated, they do exist, and they can and will cause conflicts all on their little old lonesome.

    As far as prejudices go, I admit I have my fair share. For example, I'm prejudiced against blacks, specifically black men. Why? Because before I joined the military, 95% of black males I encountered were utter fucksticks. That's not to say I won't give them a chance, but they start with points against them. Now that I've joined the military, I'm slowly becoming prejudiced against people in general.

    True racism, while less common these days, does still exist and is usually a poorly-disguised attempt to gain advantage from one's own race. Terms like "nigger" (Yes, I said it. It's not a fucking curse, and I don't censor those anyways. Get over it.) are considered offensive only because they were used in such a way in the past. (Nigger, incidentally, while on the one hand a corruption of "Negro," the spanish word for "black," also means "an uneducated person" and predates the corrupted version. Thus, if you take offense at the word, no matter your race, you show it to be accurate.)
     
  10. Rory, I do know that Race doesn't actually exist, and actually, genetically, those who we think look the most alike are the most genetically different, IF AT ALL.

    But Ric has a point in that it's a the standpooint of view and culture.

    MORE OPINIONS!
     
  11. Japan closed their ports and blocked out the world for a long time. They fished off their own shores, traded among themselves only. Then, Commodore Matthew Perry, with the "Black Ships" steam engines, forced the ports open in 1854.

    In 1954, America bombed Nagasake and Hiroshima.

    However crude, "fuck up" is the what comes to my mind.

    "...Between the seventh and twentieth centuries, Arab slave trade (also known as slavery in the East) took 18 million slaves from Africa via trans-Saharan and Indian Ocean routes. Between the fifteenth and the nineteenth centuries, the Atlantic slave trade took 7–12 million slaves to the New World..."

    -Wikipedia

    In the latter nineteenth century, Europe colonized ALL of Africa, save for only two countries, Ethiopia and Liberia. Africa is approximately 30.2 million km(^2)

    That's 6% of the Earth's surface, and Europe carved it up. The lines drawn by the colonists ignored tribal borders set there by the inhabitants, separating friendly tribes and hemming in hostile tribes. Famine and drought did the rest, and war doubled.

    March 20th, 2003, United States invaded Iraq. On a lie. Things were most definitely "fucked up" before they established Coalition Interim Government.

    I'm just listing the major ones we were a part of. People have been racist for a long, long time. At least it is a joke, a benign goal from a cruel wit, not mindless hate dialog. That's part of the curse.

    However, if it bothers you that much, I shall use "majorly disrupted" instead.
     
  12. Yeah, theres a growing anti-semitism up here and in Sweden. While the percentage of the country that wants less and less immigration also grows bigger.
     
  13. From their short briefing it appeared that they were going somewhere to get something. She understood the word heart, but wasn't sure about the exact details, but it was apparent to her that this "Black Knight" was the enemy. Aya looked to the man that handed her back her pipe, nodding her head in thanks as she took it from him. While her study of the English language wasn't going as easily as she had hoped, she managed to get what this man was saying. She studied him for a moment as she expertly wound her hair up in a bun and placed the pipe in it as if it were a pin. She noted that his armor was all green, she wondered if perhaps he belonged to some faction or sect like she once had. She unconsciously stroked the symbol close to her chest as the thought came to her.

    She looked back at Ooki, only to see him still playing dumb, before returning her attention to the man before her. "He...helps me," she said, figuring that to be the simplest explanation. It seemed that no one could understand Devil's Tongue, and it was a bit frustrating. She had thought up a way to quickly get a grasp of what everyone was saying and be able to communicate clearer, but she was sure that no one would accept the request. However, she figured that now was the best time to ask and see. They were supposed to be working together, and she needed to be able to trust these people. She looked up at the man before her, a quizzical expression on her face for a moment, as she tried to decide how to broach the subject. She abandoned that train of thought and called Oooki to her side, the living bottle finally popping up and coming to stand at her feet. It stared at her for a moment before looking up at the man she was talking to, then back to her, then back to the man. His top quickly filled, and the he removed it and held it up to the giant before him.

    "No," was all Aya said as she bent down and took the dish from Ooki. However, now holding the dish she wondered if he could help her. The room had too many eyes and her speech wasn't good enough to explain what she'd need and why she needed it. Her thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of Ooki punching her ankle, she glared down at him before looking to the man before her. "He...thinks you help...," she started, "Borrow...drop...blood...learn...English... quickly," she said in a hushed tone. It was a little bit embarrassing to be surrounded by people that she couldn't talk to. It wasn't like she really liked the idea, and if anything, it would only make those who resided in her happy, but she needed to get a clear understanding of what was being said, other wise she was going to be unable to properly communicate with those around her, without having to rely on them.

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    Mylene had listened to the briefing, yet she was a bit more interested in the people that she'd be working with. She had always been the exemplary member of any group she had ever sided with, and yet this was a room of very diverse yet unique people. She was captivated by the different types of beings in the room. She couldn't help be pulled in by the strange nature of some. There were the ones who were bound in chains, who would obviously catch the eye of anyone. She almost chuckled, remembering how witches were not necessarily a people pleasing existence. Then there was the sheer massive stature of some of the men, though they were better described as ogres, in her opinion. The girl with the creepy animated bottle was interesting too, but she felt an aura, or more accurately auras, of danger about her. Those who had gathered here, seemed to be skilled in various areas, but were these humans truly so desperate that they had been forced to bring this group together?

    She knew that Merlin wouldn't have any issue with something like this and would simply jump at the chance to help those who had called for his help in such a situation, but Mylene wasn't Merlin. She was curious as to the true state of things and looked forward to getting a better view of things when they actually left for their mission. She had waited until Arthur's lineage spoke, and the other man requested the silver chains, before speaking up herself. "Do you have teleportation magic of some kind to get to wherever this place is?" She asked as she stood and stretched her limbs. Her robe fell down to her ankles as she stretched her arms behind her back. "Can I get my staff back now? I promise not to practice within these walls...again."
     
  14. "...Today, Africa contains 54 sovereign countries, most of which still have the borders drawn during the era of European colonialism. Since colonialism, African states have frequently been hampered by instability, corruption, violence, and authoritarianism. The vast majority of African states are republics that operate under some form of the presidential system of rule...."

    We made Africa a better country(by Democracy's standards) too, but it cost approximately 24 million lives(Assuming that instability, corruption, violence and war, made up the amount of slaves who earned their freedom) of labor to do it.

    I'd say Japan has improved since the 1800's, excepting the rape rate, and incest, and video games made about former and latter(often in tandem). But their culture is not anything at all like it was before.

    What I was saying, is that cultures have been "majorly disrupted" sometimes for the better, other times for the worse, but a lot of "fuck ups" have cost lives. Some provoked only by the color of skin.

    My last defense of myself. :/ It seems my Anti-Butthurt wore off.
     
  15. Whoa! WHOA!

    KHANG!

    Sheesh, man, you don't have to do that. I'm merely asking about racism. Not how much people can butthurt each other!
     
  16. Natalia wasn't fully focusing on what she and the others were doing as they went back to the end of the village. Her thoughts were on Sam. For some reason she worried for him, and not because there were zombies. Those were actually fairly easy managed in small chunks; a few stragglers had attacked them and Ember and Erika together were able to destroy many of them after just a few swings. No, she was worried about the other Knights, especially the large man. For some reason, Natalia saw a very sad and angry child. Something told her he would hurt Sam. Not his body, but somehow his heart. She didn't want to see that. Her friend had been through enough pain.

    "I'll admit, I'm not really sure what I can do against this monster," Natalia confessed to her possessed friends as they made their way to the cave. "VAWM is only useful against physical matter. This Arancol appears to be an entity. As in I won't be able to touch him."

    "You should count yourself lucky, Goddess," Raven's possessing spirit replied. "Touching a Dark Fae like the Arancol would poison you. Even your infinite soul would be tainted by his essence, and it would take many reincarnations to wash it clean."

    The blonde teen gave Raven a funny look. "I don't understand. You know what I am?"

    "You aren't the first of your kind," Jill interjected. "Though you are among the first humans. A shame our race was chosen from the universe after the fall of Atlantis."

    "What the hell are you talkin' about?" Ember demanded.

    "You wouldn't understand," Raven's spirit cut in. She stopped as they had reached the cave. "Thankfully for nearly all of you he's completely intangible. Not that we'll win this fight through punches."

    "Can I go then?" Erika asked. "There's zombies that need a good axing. What's the fun chopping at a wanker I can't hurt?"

    "She has a point," Chiaki's possessor nodded. "This one is adamant that she's unstable, and in fact that's the reason we can't inhabit her form."

    "That's also why she'll be useful against the Arancol," Jill argued. "We can't fight him with physical attacks. Our magic can keep him at bay, but he feeds on fear. His greatest weapon is mental. From what I see here, we have the chance to go toe to toe with him in the mind."

    Natalia breathed in deep, feeling emboldened by Jill's spirit's speech. Then she blinked, realizing that the sudden burst of courage was a bit...well, sudden. She looked at the others, seeing them make similar deep breaths to jump headlong into the breach.

    They went into the cave and found the black mass sitting their, its shadowy tendrils of mist stopping at the edge of the cave's shadow. It formed an animalistic mouth and roared at them. Raven and Jill looked at each other and Raven held her hand out. A bright white light came from her palm, making the monster shriek and retreat slightly. Ocelot's possessor swiped at it with his claws, which of course did nothing but disturb the mist. The Arancol's mouth turned on him and made towards him, but then Raven directed her beam of light at him again, causing him to reel back.

    "Ember, use your fire," Ocelot suggested to the Southern Belle. "He hates light."

    Ember nodded and swung her fists, throwing fireballs at the Arancol and making him retreat further into the cave. "Damn. This is actually working."

    "Just keep beating him back," Jill said. "We can win this."

    The Arancol retreated in on itself, its smoky form roiling. Natalia arched her brow watching him. What was he doing? EISU warned her just a second before he struck. "Look out!"

    The Arancol's protoplasm shot out, striking all of them at once. Ember screamed and dropped to her knees, clutching and tugging at her hair as she shook, seemingly out of fear. Raven, Jill, Chiaki and Ocelot were all thrown to the ground, their possessing spirits pushed out of their bodies.

    Erika ran over to Ember and grabbed her head, forcing her to look at her. She took a deep breath and pressed her head against the Southerner's. She shivered, but it was Ember that started to thrash, but when she screamed out it wasn't her voice, but that of the Arancol, giving off a primal, chilling roar until it jumped out of the boxer's body and swirled around Erika.

    "Come on, bitch!" She cackled. "Poke all you want! There's nothing there to scare. Here! I'll poke BACK!"

    The Arancol roared in pain and jumped from Erika to Natalia. She dropped to her knee, her vision flooded with red. A face with empty eyes and bloody fangs came into view; her recurring nightmare. That made the monstrous Fae jump back, hissing and recoiling.

    He's afraid of my nightmares, she reasoned to herself. Does he know what that is? But she didn't have time to think on it. Everyone was trying to get back up and recover from his attack. "We have to fall back. Come up with a better plan."

    "She's right," Raven added. "We have to regroup."
     
  17. I am inclined to say I am going to remove this thread if we get another outburst of trolling or anymore butt hurt behaviors. If people cannot respect differences in opinions and resort to name calling and wiki quotes, then this conversation is over.
     
  18. Seriously! I just wanted people to express what they thought the might be or might not be racist over...

    This ISN'T INSANITY.

    As much as I KNOW I ACT like some general threads are in the insanity board, I act like that so it can be more comfortable to explain yourselves!
     
  19. Khang.

    Please stop. Im deleting the post above mine because it's not following the guide lines of this thread.
     
  20. I'm with Diana and Ric.

    Racism exists today, whether we want it to or not. I think it always will exist, so long as we continue to even acknowledge ethnic and racial stereotypes, positive OR negative, despite the context.

    For example, Ric said it earlier: black men tell the best black-guy jokes. Mexicans tell the best Mexican jokes. And why are they funny? Because there are hints of truth to it. And what is a "black-guy joke?" It's a racist joke, plain and simple. It takes a stereotype that is widely accepted and puts on it's head: it's pointed at, spun around, and shown off to everyone to... laugh at!

    And that brings me to a separate point: I think laughing at racism through these jokes is the direction towards racial acceptance. When we can ALL laugh at each other with pure mirth and genuine hilarity, without any malice or fear, is when we've conquered racism. When I can tell a nigger joke and have everyone laugh about it, and have the black guy pat me on the back for telling it better than Steve Harvey could, then we've conquered racism.

    I think, anyways.