Today I had a realization…
When (some) white people talk about non-white people, they feel the need to mention the skin color of the non-white people. For example:
White person: I went to dinner with my guy friend. He’s black, but my husband doesn’t care. He lets me.
(This is a snippet from a real conversation today.)
Why does it matter that the guy friend is black? (It doesn’t.) Does the color of this guy’s skin determine whether or not her husband is okay with them having dinner? I can’t think of any logical explanation for her to feel the need to include his skin color as a part of that story.
This whole thing got me thinking about how white people are constantly doing this about non-white people, yet how you never hear a white person say, “I went to dinner with my guy friend. He’s white.” Is this because white people assume other people are also white unless it’s explicitly stated otherwise? In my opinion, if you feel the need to point out the fact that you have non-white friends, then you’re still holding on to racist thoughts. If you truly believe that a person’s skin color does not define them, then you wouldn’t use their skin color as a descriptor in a story about them.
(Obviously there are exceptions to these statements — I know plenty of people who are not guilty of this. This rant is strictly based on my observations from a conversation I had today, and the thoughts with which it left me.)