Have a little paragraph (or more) that I wrote on Facebook yesterday. Why? Because every voice matters. Even yours. If you don’t understand and want more information, there’s an event going on right now, in world, the landmark will be below – but also, a simple google search will give you so much more insight.
I’ve kept quiet about all things BLM, because although it upset me to my core, it didn’t directly affect me and I thought my voice wasn’t enough – so I spoke about it on my blog, but not on social media.
Yesterday I had a conversation with someone about the *N* word. He’s a white man, and he uses that word in conversation with his white friends. I asked him why, and all he could say was “It doesn’t affect me, and the word is part of our language so I’ll use it.”
I tried to explain, it’s not his word to speak, that there are generations of people who used that word to belittle and demean the black community, that just because you can say words, doesn’t mean you should. It lead to a larger conversation and he argued the entire time that he wasn’t racist, but you don’t have to be lynching POC to be racist.
There are different types of racism. There’s the ignorant who don’t know better but want to learn, there’s the ignorant who don’t care to hear the other side of the story, there’s the ignorant who believe they’re better than POC – and that’s just people that me, a little white girl can think of but it all starts with ignorance.
ONE experience made me realize how important this movement is.
Ultimately, it’s not about that one thing as to why I am upset. It was about everything else that is going on in the world. The same way it wasn’t about the death of George Floyd that started black people feeling some type of way. He was the final straw that broke the camels back, and I see that.
I sit here at my computer, in England, as a white woman, my heart still hurts for the other humans of different skin colours throughout the world, because even if it doesn’t directly affect me, IT’S AFFECTING THEM, and they matter just as much as me and my privileged white friends and family.
For the people rioting, protesting, advocating and standing up for themselves and others – I stand with you. My voice is important too, silence IS acceptance. I may not stand next to you physically, but I am on your side. You’re important, you matter, and you deserve to be seen with all the privileges I have. Fight your fight.
Make it a beautiful day, Spoonies. xoxo