Blog Project Day 88: Taking aim at the elephant in the room

It’s hard, if not impossible, to not think about race and racism these days. Between the Trayvon Martin murder and the story about the racist tweets from people (teens?!) who saw The Hunger Games film, you truly have to have not just your head but your entire body buried in the sand not to realize that the whole post-racial society thing is a nice dream but not yet a reality.

I read yet another story yesterday: a black woman went to the emergency room with what may have been a sprained ankle. For unknown reasons the staff refused to treat her even though she was in considerable pain. (I’m unclear if she actually received any type of examination at all beyond the triage desk.) The hospital staff called the cops on her and had her taken into custody for trespassing. She was in so much pain that she couldn’t walk, so the cops carried her to the squad car and then deposited her on the floor of the jail cell. She died approximately 10 minutes later from what turned out to be a series of embolisms in her legs.*

The writer of the story posited that the hospital staff and the police treated the woman the way they did because she was black. In the comments many people came to the same conclusion the writer did, but there were some who rather indignantly wanted to know, “Why does everything have to be about race?” And while I agree that the hospital and police responses were probably driven in part by the woman’s perceived socioeconomic status, it’s entirely disingenous to not read race as a factor as well.

I’ve been pondering those comments, and wondering how on earth anyone who was obviously capable of reading and comprehending a news story could possibly doubt the racism that was at play not just in this woman’s case, but in the Trayvon Martin case, in the Troy Davis case, in Arizona’s curriculum decisions, in thousands of situations involving people of color that take place all over the country every day.

One conclusion that I’ve come to is that white people are just scared to talk about racism. They’re scared to be open about any of their own prejudices. And until we can actually have a discussion, get through the defensiveness, the denials, the “Well, he may be racist, but I have black friends,” racism will continue to be alive and well. You can’t slay the dragon if you refuse to acknowledge it exists.

I also think that many white people simply don’t know what racism is. They’re not burning crosses, or wearing white hoods, or using racial epithets, so they’re not racist. Yes, racism is all of those things. But it’s also my colleague demanding to know what the editorial content of Essence is like without first asking me if I actually read Essence (which I don’t). It’s standing at the office Christmas party and being able to count all the people of color in your mid-sized corporation on one hand. It’s having no close friends of color at all in your life and not seeing that as problematic.

Talking about race is messy, it’s disruptive, it’s painful. And someone’s feelings are going to get hurt on all sides. But I’d rather go through that and persevere till we come out the other side than have to read one more news story about one more mother’s child being trampled to death by the weight of the elephant in the room.

* I’ve only seen one news report on this story, so please chime in if you have more info.

Posted on March 28, 2012, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Race is a huge issue in this country and it’s strange to me that we don’t talk about it. One of my greatest pet peeves is the definition of racism itself. All of us are prejudiced in some way. But in order to be a racist, you have to be in position of power. People of color, at least in this country, are NOT in a position of power and therefore, are not racist. Are they prejudiced, definitely. But at the end of the day, as all of these events are telling the story, there is not a damn thing they can do about changing their situation. They don’t hold any power. Racism is pervasive, institutional if you will. It exists within white people without them even being conscious of it. Do I know white folks who actively try to rail against it in their personal life? Yes, and I am grateful to call them friends. But I also know, that in most instances, they will choose white over black, they will accuse my child first, they will think I am not smart enough, and I am the exception to a lot of so called Black people stereotypes. God help us all.

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