Seriously. I’m not joking. It really is.
Not just because my job sucks either. Although I did finally track down my speakers and the jerk that has them swears I’ll get them back after lunch. Not. Holding. My. Breath.
No it’s hard being me because apparently me and my kind have screwed up the world. Not only did we screw it up, but colleges are teaching classes on how we screwed it up. I’m working on a Masters degree in American History and this quarter one of my classes is on American culture.
Three weeks our reading assignment was a book of oral histories from Asian Americans. It seems that all white people (that’s me) treat Asians like crap and make them feel unwanted. That was news to me. Two weeks ago it was a book on why white people are so mean to illegal aliens. After all, they pay billions of dollars in indirect taxes each year and are willing to cut your grass for cash. This week it’s all about the Civil Rights movement being nearly killed off by a bunch of whiskey crazed rednecks.
I knew the Indians hated us, and the first week’s reading re-enforced that concept. I know from the beat downs that I got in Junior High School that there is tension between white people and black people. Plus, I lived in Memphis for twenty years so I get that.
For all the hatred that I’ve got towards all these races, I’m amazed at how well I’ve been hiding it. Hell, even I didn’t know how big a bigot I’ve become. Imagine the shock I’ve been in.
