It’s Scary To Be White These Days…

TRIGGER WARNING: The following blog involves satirical language.

As a fellow white woman, I’m finding life to be a lot scarier now than ever. I see people speaking Spanish, black people napping, Muslims eating ice cream… what happened to our safe little world? I’m about to be a mother to a white boy and I’m terrified for him. I feel compelled to write this blog because us white women finally need to be heard. There is so much scariness going on and we need to start speaking out because we never ever do.

When I heard about the incident of the man running over and killing 15 people in my own city, Toronto, it upset me dearly. I feel for the victims but now I’m reading that the driver was an Incel (involuntary celibate). The man just needed to get laid. Many people’s lives would have been spared if women just stopped crying for one second about self respect and give this repulsive soul a handy. The boy that shot all those students in Texas is being labeled a terrorists which concerns me because terrorists are brown people, but he’s white… so does that mean he’s secretly Muslim? It’s all so confusing. It’s not fair to label white men as the source to mass shootings just because majority of mass shootings are done by white men. It’s also not fair to blame guns. We don’t know if they gave consent or not. It’s a he-said, it-said situation.

Even going to work is scary. You now have to be careful about what you say or you’ll get in trouble. I have to give up my favourite adjectives to call minorities now because it’s considered “offensive”. I don’t know how to talk to anyone anymore. How do you talk to gay people or black people? Ask them about the weather? Is that a thing gay people talk about? I just don’t know! How can I have a conversation with a transgender person if I can’t talk about their genitals?! There’s like, no other conversations to be had! I’M SO CURIOUS!! If a man talks to me, he must feel so uncomfortable now that he can’t randomly massage my shoulders, comment on my looks or whip out his dick. There’s just no way of winning. How am I, as a white woman, supposed to feel safe at work when a women of colour is up for the same promotion as me? They clearly had to work harder than me to get to the same place which makes them even more intimidating. There’s just no even playing field.

Now that I’m about to be a mother to a white male, what will the world look like in his eyes now that he doesn’t have as much power as the men before him? How will he know to take power away from people instead of sharing it? How will he know that he’s just better than everyone simply because he just happened to be born? How do I teach him that if he wants respect, he’s going to have to… EARN IT?! What is a mother to do?! How is my boy going to be a proper member of society if he doesn’t bully his way through life and demand everything? How will he contribute? Compassion, skills, empathy, resourcefulness – these are female traits, my son has no chance! What is going to happen when he starts school? Public schools are being more tolerant of other cultures, is that going to influence my son? Thank God the white-nationalists are recruiting at colleges, it would be so scary having outside influences impregnate my child with horrendous ideologies.

I’m scared of the threat of my guns being taken away. Just because I have assault rifles, family history of violent mental illness and my husband is on the no-fly list shouldn’t mean I have to give up my favourite game of Playing God. It is my right to protect myself from the thoughts in my head and kill whoever I want because the voices tell me to. They can’t be wrong, the voices are in MY head.

I’m scared of Black Lives Matter. They look so scary walking together telling me stories of their loved ones being shot and killed by police. What do they want, police to update their training tactics and learn to NOT shoot innocent people? How will things be kept in control? It’s making me question things and I don’t like questioning things… questions make me think I could be wrong and I’m never wrong. What does Black Lives Matter even mean? Are they saying I don’t matter? Because I do, so I don’t get what they’re whining about.

I’m tired of my kind being blamed for everything wrong in the world. Slavery happened so long ago and I’m pretty sure the history books exaggerated the conditions, so like, enough already! White people are hysterical because we’re being shamed for killing and locking up innocent people of colour. Do you have any idea what it’s like to be judged for yelling obscenities at people? It’s not very nice. I’m tired of being called a racist because I think white people are a superior race, it’s just a belief system and I find it offensive that I’m being judged for my beliefs. So the next time you want to call me anything that ends in “ist” just remember that I am a person too, and I am very scared.

8 ways to tell if you’re judgemental

HA! Joke’s on you! There is no list, you know why? It would be judgemental to judge you. What is with all these lists to tell you if you’re a good spouse, an idiot, good in bed, living a good life, what the hell makes these lists superior to anything or anyone? Who are these people writing these lists? People just like us, judging others because they don’t think exactly like them. You mostly just think someone is smart because you agree with what they’re saying. It’s all very simplistic and I’m not writing this blog to judge those that make those (stupid) lists, I’m writing this blog to rant and maybe save someone from reading another one of those (stupid) lists and start questioning things instead of just going with the flow. Except cake. Never question cake. 

I’m not gonna lie (often in my life) but I will admit that I can be a sucker for these lists until today I read it and realized I’m being judged from a complete stranger who now apparently thinks I’m a nazi…. Girl, I’ve never met you, you don’t know my story! I think what made people connect so much with Breaking Bad is because “bad” is all grey. There is no black and white and we’ve all been in the grey area. It’s completely hypocritical and self righteous to look down on someone when we all damn well know we don’t know what we’re talking about or even understand the situation.

Of course, people need to take responsibility and there are some disgusting terrible acts no one will ever understand or want to understand, but those are the severe cases. I’m talking about how these lists (or just people in general) tell you how to live your life, what you’re doing wrong, what’s to avoid, what to do, who to be – I get it! Thanks, but no thanks. I don’t need some random blogger telling me what I need to do with my life and what I’ve done wrong with it so far (unless they own a condo on the beach. That’s some badass shit right there). 

I get the irony that I’m a blogger writing this, but I’m a pretty cool person so don’t worry, you’re in good hands… The next time you see a list, give it neck-attude, wave your finger and say, “oh hell no! You don’t know me, list!” Instead of coming out with opinions and judgements on people’s words and actions, we all just shout out, “I DON’T KNOW SHIT!” It’s very empowering! You don’t need to have all the answers. Try being the one with all the questions. Be a kid again and annoy people with all your questions, spin in circles until you get dizzy, laugh at random things and scream-cry when you drop your ice cream. I bet if we replaced judgement with love things would improve a little. 

This message of empowerment is brought to you by a know-it-all blogger.