I’m currently editing a book written by a black man growing up in the 1950s and 1960s. He spoke about transferring from an all black high school to a school that was 90 percent Caucasian. He was shocked by how much prejudice there was from white people against other white people.
I have experienced this growing up in the 1960s and 1970s being called a “wop” and “guinea” by white children of other nationalities and will be addressing this in my upcoming book, “I Don’t Want to Be Like You.”
There’s so much hatred in this world, especially among children, which they learn from their parents. And then they grow up, but don’t really grow up because they use every excuse possible to spew hate.
No one is exempt from hate, whether it’s race, religion (it never ceases to amaze me how all forms of spirituality are okay, but God forbid you say “God”) age-ism, class shaming, fat AND thin shaming, jealousy, homophobia, tattoo haters, political beliefs, shaming the childless, even how people eat with vegans against meat eaters, people hating each other only because of what they “HEARD” and so on and so on and so on, people have to fight — and by fight I mean relentlessly harass — with anyone who is not like they are! And it SUCKS, I have been on the receiving end myself over and over again. And talking to all types of people, most people have experienced EXTREME hatred and hurt to some degree — more than once too. For one person to tell another person, “You don’t know how it is” is so wrong.
I don’t know where I’m going with this, I’m just so fucking drained of people hating on each other. We all have more in common than not in common. Doesn’t EVERYONE want prosperity, a great career, recognition for a job well done, love, sex, good health and wonderful friends?
You don’t have to love everyone, but by turning to the gray area of at least liking or respecting, the world would be a better place to live, I truly believe that.