It shouldn’t, but it does. The question is, how is it ended? How do we get rid of it and live in a world of individual merit rather than stereotypes and prejudice?
There is an answer:
Racism only ends, when race ceases to matter.
I can’t figure out why it ever meant anything in the first place.
“Race” is just a vague physical description. We are individuals, not categories.
The idea that any superficial characteristic could even imply a fundamental psychological characteristic is illogical; if you meet more than a dozen people you will find that, stripped of our surface details, everyone is fundamentally the same.
We all want to be secure and happy.
Our definitions of what constitutes “secure and happy” may differ, and also the methods we employ to achieve security and happiness. Those differences are driven by social expectation and individual choice.
Not genetics. Not our appearance.
People will always have their aesthetic preferences of course, (I’m partial to redheads myself,) but an aesthetic characteristic is not the person. Racism ends when skin color is no more important than hair color.
Some people like the color green. But only a very small child thinks that the green crayon is inherently superior to all of the others in the box.
All the crayons do the same job, they just look different. Just like people.
The only correct way to decide if someone is a good friend or a bitter enemy is to learn something about them. Not by looking at them.
Because we are individuals, not categories.
Now, I have made it a habit to relate my philosophical musings to the world of motorcycles, just to show the practical application. I really shouldn’t have to do that in this case, since there isn’t anything much more practical than, “take people one at a time without resorting to blanket terms,” but I’ll do it anyway, just in case.
No matter what any bike looks like, they all operate on the same principle. Internal combustion doesn’t happen any differently in a sport racer than it does in a big ol’ chopper. And the way the gas tank is painted doesn’t change that fact.
If that’s still too abstract, let me put it this way: think of Morgan Freeman and Humphrey Bogart. Award-winning actors. One black, the other white. They’d be just as good if those skin tones were switched. Their roles would have been different, but their skills would be the same, because those are not dependent on skin tone.
That’s just one example. I could just as easily have said “George Takei” and “Amitabh Bachchan.” I could go on for days. The point is, color, race, are just adjectives.
And adjectives don’t matter.
Whoever you are, and whatever you look like.
If you wish to use the image which accompanies this sermon, feel free. Here’s a download link to a zip file with several versions, including two printable ones. #EndRacism