WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO ALL THE OLD RACIST WHITES FROM THOSE CIVIL RIGHTS PHOTOS? by Johnny Silvercloud (from afrosapiophile.com)
This article was unbelievably uncomfortable for me to read. But it is one of the the BEST, most well written, and informed pieces I have read since my despair, anxiety, uncertainty and outright terror began to manifest in the early morning hours of November 9th, 2016. When I say it was uncomfortable, I say this because 1. I am a white american, 2. I DO NOT feel represented by a large majority of white America and 3. I come from a long line of southern bred racists. (It actually made me a little sick to write that last reason.) When this article’s author, Mr. Silvercloud writes “while we as black people are trying to discover our ancestors, white people are stuck trying to forget and bury their klancestors.” he is more right than he may even realize. And to acknowledge this for myself, to know it, to feel this truth deep down, to wear it like a old overcoat that reeks of months’ old urine- causes me tremendous shame. For I cannot say, or do anything to change it. Although I never identified with any of this hatred, and learned long ago that hatred is a symptom of fear, and decided even before adulthood that I would never make any choice out of fear, but rather love (these are the only two areas we make both conscious and sub conscious life choices, and they do not co-exist), I still cannot undue the massive amount of trauma that my lineage has created, left dormant, and now is attempting to revive in the name of hate (fear). All I can do is to dedicate my life to helping those being targeted by standing with them, teaching my children, and all those in my world how to change by choosing Love over FEAR. That, and to say to anyone who themselves or someone that they care about lives have been effected by my race (then or now), the hatred is over. I do not, nor will ever carry it in my heart, nor will my children, and hopefully nor will their children. And also this: I am sorry.