Daily Struggles


America was and still is known for their “world police” antics. Always trying to fight conflict in other countries, dictators, authoritarian regimes, communism, but America continues to ignore the oppression within their own borders.

On August 28th, 1963, Martin Luther King Jr. wished that one day Black people could be judged not by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character. Today, racism and discrimination still exist, and the prospects of it disappearing seem bleak, as though it’s fundamentally engrained into our culture. Though there have always been, still are, and will always be Black people that achieve success in this civilization that demeans and stereotypes us based on historical assumptions, negative stigmas they’ve attached to us, and the poor choices of some. It is too often Black people opt not to mention racism or avoid topics that forces them to reveal their frustrations because we appear to be making excuses, complaining, or lying, because it’s more than a challenge to make the majority understand or care about your plight because through no fault of their own, they just cannot relate.

The condemnation of living in oppression seems a curse because in everything we do; we face criticism that no one else does. There are parts of the states where White people live in poverty or according to abandoned Stone Age principles; but this is never seen as a reflection of their race. But yet, Black ghettos and the attitudes, climate, struggles, and behaviors, are how all Black people are viewed in the mirrors of society. Still, everyone remains silent and this crisis goes ignored, being viewed as a struggle of the past. We may be legally protected but the daily discrimination is all too real. When we are seen, they don’t see us, we are invisible, as Ralph Ellison once articulated. They only see our skin. We never go identified without mention of our skin, as if it’s all that comprises our identity. We are treated as merchandise with no identities, and as a result, we are constantly fighting. We fight not to conform and lose ourselves, yet we’re fighting not to represent these stereotypes thrown upon us. It’s these constant fights that make us appear angry, that makes people call us angry, that causes us to suppress our thoughts and feelings, because we are always under scrutiny. But our anger is warranted, is it not? There should be rage at always being referenced to by our race rather than our names; there should be rage that we are constantly being blamed for the majority of the crime in the country when we are a only a small fraction of the population in the first place; there should be rage that in 2012, if we’re in a movie, it’s called a Black movie; there should be rage that people don’t identify with being racist, but suffer psychological strokes if their children date anyone Black; there should be rage that we have to make a decision to struggle with racist ordeals if we date outside our race; there should be rage that we are constantly having to prove ourselves. There need not be questions, arguments, debates, or any form of controversy around this issue. Oppression is real, and we cannot solve a problem until we acknowledge that one exists. Living in a nation as a member of a race that is constantly in need of uplifting from oppression is a state of sad affairs.

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