At some point I may have to try actually explaining stuff to white folks
You'll notice I don't actually do much of that around here.
Part of the reason is my understanding that there are white folks who already got a grip (and let me tell you I had one hell of a difficult time choosing which of Ampersand's cartoons to link there), and they're really the ones most white folks hear best. Part of the reason is it kind of gets repetitious…one must always establish the validity of one's starting point; one must establish that the problem is as one sees it. I don't have to backtrack as far with Black folks, because of certain commonalities of experience.
But when white folks think like this:
This situation happens to me quite a bit: I'm walking to work, and either (1) the street lights change in a way that makes this a convenient point to cross the street, (2) the bag starts to slip a little, or (3) both. But I notice a black person walking down the block towards me. So, I consciously avoid either crossing the street or hiking my bag up so as not to appear like I'm acting out of fear of the black person. I especially find myself doing this (or rather, not doing it) when the other person is a youngish black man. Maybe I should also point out that I'm male (I think a woman clutching her purse closer to her looks different than a man doing the same with a briefcase), and I don't appear nervous or skittish when encountered by strangers on the street.
So, my question is, Am I racist for not wanting to seem racist? That is, Is it racist to assume that this person might misinterpret my actions and be offended? I generally think it's racist to make assumptions about someone based on his or her race, and isn't that what I'm doing?
and this:
What is a well-meaning white guy supposed to do? Even if I manage to sound convincing when I protest that no, really, I'm not a racist, I can always be trumped by the ominous implication that my racism is subconscious, suppressed or blocked out like I have multiple personalities, or refuse to remember I was once molested by a priest. Defending oneself against an accusation of racism is like being questioned by the cops - when the interrogator thinks you're lying, you question even the truth you know is true. Doubt creeps in when you realize that the truth - being true - is something you always took for granted. A good cop can make you confess to the Lindburgh kidnapping. White people constantly wonder if, deep down, we're really racists after all.
…it's more evidence that the they are as crazy as we are.
Incidentally, it's becoming more obvious since it was brought to my attention that folks are really, really troubled by the fact that Black people feel so free to use a term no one else can use.