Racism 101: Are you a Racist?

The purpose of this blog was never to teach strangers. It was to have a place to both vent and save posts that I could use in the future.

This page was created out of the sheer frustration I felt from repeating myself over and over again. Racists and most bigots in general, all seem to tow the same line and read from the same book. Which meant that I spent way to much time feeling like a broken record. I wanted a place where I could say something once. Then, when it came up again in the future (which it always does) I could simply link to the coordinating post and I wouldn’t have to waste my time and energy.

That’s it. That was the entire reasoning for this blog.

I was not prepared for the people who would also find my posts useful in linking to bigots. I was not prepared for those that actually learned (or at least said they did) something and I certainly wasn’t prepared for the occasional backlash. Although, in hindsight, that last part I should have expected. 

The name “RacsimSchool” was meant to be a smart ass remark, not an invitation. I chose that name so that when I linked someone to a post I’d written, it would say “RacismSchool” as in, fuck you! You are a racist dick! Little did I know that this would be a name that detractors would jump on. Both the words “Racism” and “School” have given several people fodder for reason’s why I was “Dubious” or had simply “Set up a blog to bitch about things I disagreed with.” These are both actual quotes from different people taking issue with the name. The most irritating of these comments is “If you aren’t here to teach me, why are you here?” I seriously considered taking the word “School” out of my name but then I realized, people with ambiguous blog names, that do nothing more than talk about their daily lives get this exact same question. Certain types of people feel entitled no matter what your name is.

Amazingly enough, writing here has been an unexpectedly cathartic experience. Not because there are people who may or may not have learned something. Also not because I occasionally feel like I get to shut ignorant people down. No, it’s the people who go through the same things that I do. The people who leave comments like “I thought I was the only one who went through this.” There is something very therapeutic about finding someone to hold your hand, someone you can relate to. That was not the reason I came here but it is the reason I stay. 

I am not here to teach. I am here to stand beside those that already understand.