Monday, November 20, 2006

Colored People.

We're colored people, and we live in a tainted place
We're colored people, and they call the human race
We've got a history so full of mistakes
And we are colored people who depend on a Holy Grace
- dc talk

Today Michael Richards got caught using the "N" word during a stand up act gone wrong.
A firefighter was going to get $2.7 million dollars for a "racist prank".
OJ Simpson is back.

Racism. Not quite as clear cute as the media would like to make it.

To me racism is just good ole' fashioned sin manifesting itself in a non-sequitor way. I mean really, how bizarre is it that we hate the color of someone's skin? Something they have no control over? It's like being proud of what color you are born. I think white supremecy is stupid but so is a "Brown Pride" sticker on your car.
I find it annoying that so many white people who consider themselves "good Christian people" look down their noses at their Mexican help or a black guy wearing baggy jeans. I also hate the reverse where anyone can cry "racism" if a white person does something Non-PC. Cameron told me a story of his 6th grade class where a boy mistakenly read "Niger" as the "N" word. They sent him to the principal's office. That's ridiculous. It's overboard.
I'm the first to leave the room when some of my rather red necked relatives begin their stupid attempts at bringing back the year 1936 in their thought process.
I realize that many people try to find their identities in their ethnic background. Okay, good. That's one thing, but attempting to find a way to say that your skin color is better than another's is absurd. I like my "mixing pot" of a background. I like that I have Native American in me. I like the Irish part of me. I like the German. (Sometimes I wish I had a little Jewish in me- I'd like that). But they don't define me. They don't make me who I am. I suppose in the history of America (and other countries and empires) we've forgotten that we aren't of this world. We are pilgrims not defined by our earthly placement or pigmentation.

I know that we've all done wrong to each other in the past. We've killed and maimed and claimed. But it's not my job to right the wrongs of dead relatives. It's my job to love you, not to tolerate you. Racism is a huge deal in the United States still. I am aware that in 1964 a Civil Rights Act was passed. (There were some before then and others after). I think our society is better for it. What we're missing is that we're all still stupid human beings with an incredible capacity for hate. I'm tired of OJ Simpson and the implications of his whole trial (I wanted to believe he was innocent-it couldn't have been true). I'm tired of a few people exploiting their race for money. I'm tired of stupid white people regurgitating what they heard 40 years ago from their Grandfather or Father (thank you Michael Richards and Mel Gibson). I'm tired of hearing hate. I'm tired of tip-toeing around each other.
Where does that leave me?

John 13:34 (New International Version)

34"A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.

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