I’m on a public transit bus in Ottawa that’s full to and beyond capacity. People are standing, the bus driver is making announcements that people should move further back. Oddly enough there are two vacant seats that the standing crowd must not see.
I ask myself, ‘is it a coincidence that these two seats are next to black men?’ I happen to be one of those black men.
Of course I could be reading too much into this, and the crowd of standing white people around me and the empty seat next to the other black man, maybe they just want to stretch their legs. Thing is, I bet if I were to ask them if they had even the slightest tinge of racism in them, I bet they would say ‘no, of course not.’
Am I the racist for seeing it? Feeling it?
The empty seat next to me says otherwise.
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I appreciate the material you’ve been posting on this blog and the perspective you have to offer. I’ve linked this to my own blog so hopefully some of my readers will stop by and check it out.
Thanks a lot guys, I appreciate the encouragement and the links.
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lol no comment..
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your a clown, i understand what you mean, but you sound “weak” and sad because somebody didn’t want to sit next to you
@tarik. You got the point, I am sad. But what makes me sad are the possible reasons ‘why’ for the isolation in this instance and not the isolation itself. A big difference.
OK, so I am not crazy. I have seen it, experienced it and wondered ‘why’, that is, about the “empty seat.” I think that nowadays we tend to be too lackadaisical about racism, accepting it, almost. This kind of ‘voicing’ says that it a reality whether people want to acknowledge it or not, and that it is unacceptable.
But, Ward, who wouldn’t want to sit beside you?!
…I mean, so that some of the intelligence could rub off
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