Racism Stories

If Liam Neeson had been black

2019-02-08T08:02:00.003-08:00

Recently, Irish actor Liam Neeson made an interview, speaking about a personal experience.
Some time ago, a dear friend of him told him she had been raped.
Neeson asked her what color the assailant was and the woman answered black.

Well, the star has thus declared – being ashamed of himself, to have gone around for almost a week every day armed with a stick hoping that some "black bastard" provoked him.
Let's put aside the dullness of the famous actor – who I don’t say is totally racist, but he still expresses a highly discriminatory concept without even realizing it, and I don’t know what is worse.
Instead, I invite you to consider the opposite.
Imagine a famous Afro-American actor like Denzel Washington or Morgan Freeman making the equivalent statements, revealing that he had wandered for days on the streets in search of "white bastards" to beat or worse.
Difficult to imagine it, right?
Because it doesn’t happen and because this is also the difference that doesn’t make us all the same in the eyes of the world because of our skin.
Who denies it, or he doesn’t understand, or he has all the interest to leave the things like that...

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Racism’s face

2019-01-25T09:37:00.002-08:00

The face of racism is in the expression of a boy who mocks an elderly man.
But you may also read as the great-grandson of an informal mass of colonizers, made up of people in search of fortune, but also murderers and criminals of all kinds, who allowed himself, under the objective of the camera and the laughs of his friends, to make fun of the victims’ descendant of the most neglected genocide in history, with at least one hundred million deaths.
Now, watch it with me...

Here it is, the racism’s face.
That dumbly bold look.
That smile as dull as without empathy.
Those cold and without any intelligent light eyes.
That scornful and intolerant face doesn’t come from nowhere.
Someone, among so-called parents, bad teachers by profession or just by vocation, shameful examples, have drawn it on his bare skin.
This is the face and the son.
Of racism.

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The white man

2019-01-18T08:58:00.001-08:00

Once upon a time there was a white man.
That is, the racial profiling which in Italy is becoming normal as in US.
I am talking about, following the news, the alleged skin’s colour of a corpse found in Burkina Faso, in Africa.
The body of a white man (Il corpo di un uomo bianco, in Italian), that’s what they need to write.

Because it needs to be clarified, it’s not racism, they say.
Words serve that.
To give a name to things that don’t have only one. And above all those whose generality doesn’t count at all, but only the skin’s colour.
Because there are words that are everything and others that are less than that.
That's why they get lost in the dark, darkness inside darkness, black between the blackest black.
On the other hand, you could perhaps write write just “a corpse was found”, period.
A man's body, and that's it.
Then, informing and taking care of the essential details in the article, or story that is.
Because this is the meaning, or the purpose, of the presence on the page, the link that is revealed between those who create it and those who read it.
Informing and taking care of the essential details.
Instead, here's what happens.
Found the corpse of a white man.
The body of a white man.
Because, despite what they will tell you, those who hide behind such words are driven by the irrepressible need to distinguish one colour from another.
Well, I'm sorry, but this is exactly what racism is.

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They’re always there

2019-01-11T09:02:00.000-08:00

It has always been there, said recently Deta Hedman, a British darts champion of Jamaican origins, talking about racism, as well as citing the last email received after the recent defeat.
Kill yourself, the text of the message.
It should not be sent to anyone, such a message, she commented, although she also added that such attacks over time did not completely discourage her and that she faced them trying to get even stronger.
Not everyone has such vigor of mind and will, unfortunately.
Nonetheless, Hedman is right.

Like their foolish aggressions, the racists have always been there.
Indeed, they are always there.
But at the same time, somewhere, perhaps right next door, guilty of unjustified unawareness, there are those who are not racist.
Well, it's all there, the play of the parts that can make the living theater a better place.
The one where the egalitarian and healthy voices of the world will earn the proscenium and, siding with the victims, courageously face with the latter the bad villain’s gaze...

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Racism in football 2018

2018-12-14T09:20:00.000-08:00

Once upon a time there was a words game called modern society.
Where an English footballer accuses the media of feeding racism.

Where, usually, the media accuse the politicians to do the same.
Where politicians point the finger at those who insult and attack.
And where those who are guilty of such ignoble actions deny it is racism, the cause of everything.
So, that fist is just violence.
And that offense is ignorance, at worst, idiocy.
That spit is rudeness.
And those “buu” at the stadium are just supporters chants.
That assault of many against one is a joke.
And that unpleasant epithet is an unhelpful phrase.
Because, at the end of the day, racism is part of us, or it does not exist.
And if it does not exist, we have not heard about “black players”, but just “players”.
Not even “black athletes”.
But only “athletes”.
In short, humans.
How I wish it was like that...

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Racist laws in Italy

2018-12-07T09:09:00.003-08:00

Once upon a time a law for the family.
However, you should not do any mistakes: I am talking about the Aryan family.
Or the Italian version.
In fact, let’s not mix.
Comrade, all to us!
In the literal sense, you know?
Everything to “us” and nothing to “them”.
Patriotic brothers and sisters, the actual Italian government has approved yet another amendment to defend the Italian race.
In fact, the old law allowed families with modest incomes and at least three minor children to receive discounts on goods and services of various kinds, such as medicines, food, bills and more.

All families, without the necessary genetic distinction, creating a dangerous and contaminating mixture that, as knights of pure blood, we have decided to eradicate.
By the way, someone voted for that, right?
And what else, then?
Therefore, thanks to our sterilizing modification, the facilitation will be guaranteed only to Aryan families, in other words, of proven Italian origin, guitars, spaghetti and mandolin, also mafia, all the repertoire, as long as it is certified stuff.
At the same time, families... that is, exotic agglomerations that persist in wanting to look civil like us by contracting marriage and having sons, however legally regular, will never be able to enjoy our own privileges.
Because we are not racists.
Maybe we are, maybe we just pretend it to gain consensus.
Surely are the ones who voted for us.
But they did not understood it yet...

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It is not racism, they say

2018-11-30T08:20:00.001-08:00

Once upon a time there was a voice.
You can hear it now too.
For sure you can read the words.
Or the delusions, the music does not change.
The daring keyboard comments.
And the monologues screamed in the shelter of an arrogant PC chair.
Once upon a time, indeed, the voice that before the video of the teenager attacked by a schoolmate in England, as well as any kind of discriminatory gesture and insult, will tell you that is not about racism.
Racism does not exist here, they used to say.
Just a few rotten apples.
That this is only a joke.
A classic fight between boys.
There have always been and ever will.
We must not bring racism into play for everything.
That is just normal bullying.
Although this last juxtaposition of words should be forbidden by any kind of syntax.
Once upon a time, therefore, racism for those who deny its existence.
Where a young Syrian refugee is subjected to a schooling version of waterboarding by an English boy, the origin of both has nothing to do with it.
As if it were not taught every day by many, too many governments of this world...

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Santa Claus free Zwarte Piet

2018-11-21T03:48:00.000-08:00

Santa Claus and Zwarte Piet (photo from Wikipedia)

Dear Santa Claus,
I mean, the Dutch version, and Belgian too.
I understand that traditions are important, I see that.
I am aware of the fact that, despite the inconsistencies with real life, what really matters is not the purely formal aspects, but the meaning of the rite.
Obviously I will not lose time with considerations about the mad consumerism during December before your personal holiday.
I pass even in front of the cumbersome bond that sees your indistinguishable figure, as well as your look and happy laugh, with the last century’s ads about the famous effervescent and energizing drink.
I will also try to not mention the colossal contradiction between the usual picture of the 25th, with the happy family gathered under the shining tree, and the majority of the world dying for hunger and poverty.
Nonetheless, even the traditions, especially the benevolent ones on paper, which to wrap gifts and pious intentions with, they must have a heart somewhere.
Please, give a gift to the people born with the allegedly wrong skin.
Untie the chains that imprison Zwarte Piet, Black Pete, or whatever you call him.
Free his character from the recurring nightmare.
Because some will like to play Santa Claus, but nobody is happy to be the little black assistant...

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Find the differences

2018-11-15T06:45:00.000-08:00

Join the great game.
Actually, you're playing it since birth, even without moving a finger.
Because let's say it, it's not that everyone is really interested to your participation.
Consider the world that represents you, or at least it should do.
See it as an enigma to solve, one of those which to spend time with during a trip.
Despite on this interval there is someone who is making the main choices about your future and your loved ones.
Open your eyes, now, I recommend, look carefully at the power board.
The scheme is simple, like most of the balances that determine our existence.
Go, find the differences:

Do you want the so-called hint?
Which box contains more women, before the usual, discounted number of men?
Where is more cultural and ethnic heterogeneity?
Which image is more like reality, rather than a falsification?
And then they say that there is no difference between right and left...

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The global danger

2018-11-01T10:18:00.000-07:00

When the greenest and most multicolored country, the most heterogeneous and less identifiable nation for skin’s color and eyes’ shape, the line of the face and the trendy fashion, the land where words are music, and music belongs to everyone, where poverty has never managed to stop the population from smiling and dance, to mix and blend, in a colorful hue, recognizable from above as well as from below, above all from the bottom.
When the country with a heart of oxygen and the largest nature, and from the simplicity of celebrating every moment with a party, even if is not a party at all.
When everything of that decides to choose as a leader a fascist, racist and environment’s enemy, tell me if the danger is not global...

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Lord Sugar racist tweet reply

2018-06-20T06:20:00.001-07:00

I recognize some of these guys from the world I live.
From eyes that spread life and future.
From a hope for justice flowing as blood on each vein.
I recognize all of these brothers just as human beings.
I do, because I am not more than one of them.
I recognize their being together against their opponents.
I do, since I know how important it might be.
Not being alone.
I recognize they should know how crucial their occasion will be.
The lucky chance to fight for a victory.
In front of billions of people who could only dream that.
Then, I see you, so-called lord Sugar, and I don’t recognize anything…

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Tamara Pletnyova racist warning

2018-06-14T06:44:00.000-07:00

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Once upon a time the 2018 FIFA World Cup.
Not the 1934’s, neither the 1950’s ones.
But today, in Russia.
That exists in the same planet which already gave us Martin Luther King, naming one among the many.
Or, maybe, they were not so countless as it seems.
Perhaps, we need more of men like him.
Anyway, once upon a time a politician who totally unashamed dares to warn Russian ladies not to sleep with non-white men as their sons could face racism…
“We must give birth to our children,” Tamara Pletnyova told Govorit Moskva radio station. “These (mixed-race) kids suffer and have suffered since Soviet times. It’s one thing if they’re of the same race but quite another if they’re of a different race. I’m not a nationalist, but nevertheless I know that children suffer. They are abandoned, and that’s it, they stay here with mum.”
Once upon a time the modern racist warning…

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False invasion

2018-06-08T07:25:00.002-07:00

It's a lovely, primary summer day.
The sun is warm, but not too much, the present season keeps its assurances, as the predictions did the evening before.
On the other hand, as Mary continuously says, can we let a cell phone opinion, even if it told with faultless wording the climatological suggestions, to choose what to do with our life?
In any case, consequently, in the initial hours of the sunrise of that blessed Saturday she would have overloaded in the car parasols, buckets and pallets, as well as the three children, to jump on the near seashore.
Nonetheless, at the present time we are not anymore saved from them.
The anthropological antivirus, self-elected leader of the protectors of worldwide safety…

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Racism stories from Hungary

2018-06-01T08:05:00.002-07:00

Viktor Orbán government has planned a list of new laws for the Hungarian parliament that will validate the imprisonment of persons and organizations believed to allegedly support illegal immigration, being liable for offering legal, health or any kind of sustenance to individuals without national citizenship…

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Racism stories about diversity

2018-05-25T08:11:00.002-07:00

What is diversity?
That’s very easy to explain. Diversity is our true nature. Indeed, it is what nature. Diversity regards our feelings and what we’re looking, it lives inside what we used to dream.
Diversity is all.
That’s why we must defend it each day, hour, moment of our common time.
Learning about ourselves might be an astonishing chance for every one of us, really all.
Only accepting the others we will be able to understand them and vice versa.
Well, is there a better method in order to see each other than sharing and listening real stories?

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Racism stories from Italy school

2018-03-20T17:26:00.000-07:00

"The presence of foreigners, mainly from Asian
countries and North Africa, has increased. Many are welcomed in refugee centers and they are clandestine, in other words, their stay in Italy is not authorized by law. In our cities immigrants often live in precarious conditions, they don’t find any job, albeit humble and heavy, and no dignified homes. Therefore their integration is difficult; for economic and social reasons, residents sometimes consider them a threat to their well-being and manifest intolerance to them."

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Racism stories how is taught

2018-03-19T17:25:00.000-07:00

With Arithmetic:
Hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, and more victims are approximated by default, down to zero value, in inverse proportion to the distance from our country of birth. In short, the more the dead
are far from us and the less significant on the balance of our empathy. At the same time, one life lost by one of our fellow citizens is worth hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, and more lives beyond the boundaries of our ID.

With Geography...

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Racism stories about the Bogeyman

2018-03-18T17:11:00.000-07:00

"But you have always told me that there are often more truths in the fables than in reality, right?"
"Yes, sure... you remember everything, huh?"
"I try. Am I bad too?"
"Not even for a dream, son, why do you ask that?"
"Dad, if bad children are taken away by the Bogeyman, the latter must be even worse than them. And if I am his son, that is, yours..."
"Listen to me now carefully. Your teacher has told you a story of one Boogeyman who takes away bad children, not everyone. Are the children all bad?"
"No…"
"Not even all Boogeymen are, here it is."

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Racism stories of Roma people

2018-03-17T17:10:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time there was a substance.
A liquid, but do not figure anything light or transparent comparable to its perfection the water.
Imagine an abnormal amount of such a mixture, a smelly mud, as a sea.
Indeed, an ocean.
Or, if you might visualize a greater and uglier mass, choose it, paint it in your mind.
In order that you fear it as what it is, so that you start to worry and work since the final word of this nasty story.
As an unspoken mass, ocean, sea, it also feeds on his cursed, more or less conscious, branches.
Damned rivers, which continuously flow, even now, everywhere, to the sick quest of joining others in this orgy of celebrated inhumanity.

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Racism stories from India

2018-03-16T17:09:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time there were you, them and others.
Where you is us, the many, sometimes too many.
Where they seem always to be more, even in the case of just one.
And where others are simply others.
Everything but us, you and me.
I said, there were once.
We talked, wrote and, above all, we read about and we saw some bad news.
Uniquely beautiful and profitable to legalized misfortunes’ eaters, who used to see raising high their murky trade actions if the latest creatures of this world sadly fall on the ladder of human understanding.
The most common story is simple, though enlightened words, and suggestive images too, are often futile: you, we, are intolerant and brutal, insensitive and sometimes cruel towards strangers, but you, we, should be understood, right? Because of them...

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Racism stories of religion

2018-03-15T17:08:00.000-07:00

"Boss?" Says the youngest among the reporters, recently arrived to the newspaper, a freelance and above all no money guy.
"Who is it?" Asks the chief and publisher’s son. He gave the name to the newspaper, believing that it could further stress its political orientation. Nevertheless, only after he registered the magazine, was informed that ambidextrous doesn't mean at all with two right hands.
"Sorry, I know it’s late, it’s Mike..."
"Who?"
"The new one…"
"Who?"

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Racism storis of freedom expression

2018-03-14T17:07:00.000-07:00

We people of tomorrow start saying... we are in the future, ladies and gentlemen.
We do this to remind us that, luckily, we are no longer in the past.
With all due respect, but now things are very different, and if you knew how little would be enough to... but I don’t want and cannot say anything, forgive me, or we might tangle the time stream and we could disappear.
That’s my never defeated childish terror.
My mother always told something like that to warn me: Eat everything, otherwise I’ll change your past and you’ll disappear.

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Racism stories of immigration in Italy

2018-03-13T17:06:00.000-07:00

That's right, this is a story that survives death itself.
Because, inside a sort of circle of hell built in a TV network, there is someone who desperately needs to tell it.
And someone else with a perverse habit to listen with locked ears and memory.
Watch the scene, despite being old, but always trendy.
There is the sea, as always.
There's the ship, the travelers and him.
The one who dies at the end and the beginning, during too.
And even earlier, in the filming.
Perhaps he was never alive.
Yes, it must be so.

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Racism stories from Italy hate

2018-03-12T17:05:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time there was a town.
The town where a sacred right was defended at the cost of life: the right to hate.
The entire community had built itself on this base.
Every citizen has the right to hate, said an invisible item of a particular constitution, written somewhere in the body, certainly not in the heart. This feeling can be directed to anything or anyone, for any reason. And, whatever the form which it occurs in, only one answer will be granted: ‘these people are exasperated’. As a result, ‘these people should be understood’.

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Racism stories about fertility in Italy

2018-03-11T17:37:00.000-07:00

It is morning, very early.
Giulia always gets up first, because she loves to breakfast alone.
This is the way she gets the time to wake up calmly, but never completely.
Because something has to keep on dreaming.
Even awake.
Then she prepares milk and cookies for everyone, takes a shower, dresses and goes to work, where she teaches Italian to foreigners.
It often happens that many in classroom are blacks.
Bad companions in the picture painted for the day of fertility.
But this does not prevent the meeting of destinies.
To be even fruitful.

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