I’m technically African American. My father is from Africa and yet he’s completely white. Most people don’t know that there are white people in Africa. He immigrated to America, met my mother and the rest is history.
When you tell people that you’re a white African, or white African American, people come up with some strange explanations: “Oh, South Africa,” “Oh, you’re albino,” or, even this from someone who should know better, “That’s basically South Africa.” The last one the person was referring to that tiny nation inside of South Africa. According to him the agreements between that nation and South Africa means it basically doesn’t have sovereignty. What people fail to understand is that there are white people not in South Africa, that are also in Africa, who still are white by virtue of Caucasoid genetics, but not of genetic mutations such as albino. It’s a surprisingly hard pill to swallow for quite a few people. It gets comical at times but sometimes it upsets me because of the blatant racism. A white person cannot be African, because I guess that’s a claim of being black, as in Negroid genetics, or of special status as African’s tend to perceive to claim (as what these white people would perceive, not what is really going on or what others would perceive).
As it turns out, genes have very little to do with your culture, it’s just that you’re very likely to be raised by your parents who gave you your genes. If you are a white person who was raised in a black culture, then you’re black. If you’re a black kid raised in a white culture, you’re white. This I learned in Cultural Anthropology. Anyways, I identify as a white person, as my family was English, even in Africa. So, I’m a white man. I don’t identify with Africans in America and I don’t identify with black cultures anywhere.
This woman is a white person. She was raised by white parents. The fact that she can claim to be black is weird. Something is wrong with her.
I guess if you can be transsexual or transabled, you can be also transvictim, transethnic, or whatever. This is what liberalism has done. It removed the idea of natural imposition and allowed you to believe anything you please. What is it that determines what we feel like though? Is it coming to terms with that nagging feeling inside, or is it that feeling is pathological in some manner, either donated to us with pathological genetics (like, albinism for instance) or caused through some issue (say, a need to rebel against oneself, as in transsexuality) or even PTSD, or a victim complex (as in this woman’s desire to identify with the special ethnic, the victim black, or my favorite, transvictim).
I suspect that she identifies as black because she feels they’re special in some sort of messianic complex she’s projecting on to them, or even what a lot of African American’s seem to have. She might have a victim complex so she transfers that onto the African American’s and tries to identify with them. She’s got issues, but in no way is this because her parents raised her in the African American community.
On the other hand, she can enter the community and try to live with them. If they accept her as one of them, then she is one of them. That’s how culture works. You can change coats and it’s legitimate. However, I don’t think this is because she feels the culture is superior, but because she is the product of poor parenting, not necessarily on the part of her parents, but on the media bombardment of her special status as a woman. She wants to be seen as historically victimized because that’s how she feels, because of her deep seated narcissism that our culture fed her.
So it falls back on our white culture, because that was Queen Victoria who did this. Queen Victoria didn’t do that to Africa, but to her white culture. She turned male sexuality into something dangerous and women’s bodies as something special to be protected from dangerous male sexuality. Since then we have idolized women and turned them into godesses who give to use morality from their character and despised ourselves as we fail to compare. They’re pretty, they’re nice, and certainly incapable of any possible wrong doing. Young boys are taught to treat women that way, and that there will be great suffering should they fail. Therefore women are idolized and turned into something they are not.
That’s pitiful parenting.
JollyMisanthrope 4 years, 8 months ago.
