Before 2020 I really believed that hate and racism in our country was the point of view found between the minority small minded Americans. Ones without education or able to face their own lack of substance compared to others. In 2016 I think Trump won because the country was looking for a new opportunity from an outsider that was a business man. He won because of the huge split between Clinton and Sanders. Not because he was a small minded racist. How the *** is he supported by anyone now.
@SatuUnelmia Racism is alive and thriving in the US. Our laws may keep it at bay but never assume that means it’s gone.
@cjcrew I have learned that. It’s a horrible feeling to accept the truth.
@SatuUnelmia I grew up in the midst of it, it’s a hopeless feeling knowing we can’t get past that mindset of fear for the other. Being white you can hear a lot if you are silent. You’re not much help in stopping it but you hear a lot.
@cjcrew I’m white but growing up my parents did a great job of raising us without making racial differences seen or even brought up in conversation. Mr Jordan had just as much respect as our black custodian and the father of our friends as Ms. Still a white teacher with no kids. My mom was a teacher so the Adults in school were just as respected as any adult in our life. We weren’t quite because we were more upset if we lost dodgeball more than cared what skin color our teammates had.
@cjcrew of course my dad never liked that I plastered my walls with Micheal Jackson and Prince photos from magazines but he never brought up the fact that they were black. He just complained that the tape was ruining my paint job. They paid for the buttons I covered my Jean jackets with and never said a word.
@SatuUnelmia Oh and my dad wasn’t a dumbass like Trump is. My dad was undereducated and ignorant but he wasn’t stupid like Trump. Just narcissistic and self absorbed.
@SatuUnelmia You know how horrible Trump is? My dad was the redneck version. My dad could be one of the nicest, sweetest people, as long as he was getting what he wanted and there were no problems confronting him. The second things went off track, he was a horror to be near. I was opposite his belief system. He could not stand that, especially since I was his favorite and I was the most like him as far as strong will and stubbornness goes. I challenged him, he hated that but he did love me.