When I First Started Complaining Of Racism
Jul 19 '03
The Bottom Line Think twice before you complain of racism, because the ether is everywhere.
I have never read the Bible, previously/originally out of lethargy and illiteracy but growingly out of political conviction, about how they came with the Bible in one hand and the gun/nuke/bunker-busting-nuke in another, although it helps to keep the enemy closer, Rastaman, and so sleep with a James Monarch version under the pillow, if only to keep away the evil spirits -- I get nightmares of billboards that line the interstates, I see visions of them plastered on my forehead, no, not reduced-size -- but I quote from the bestseller (Lenin's works are number two on that historical list, but I kind of keep away from those too) anyway like most others including those from the Pat Robertson school of thought, and there is some line about not throwing stones at sinners if you are one yourself.
And the place that is my background -- conjure images all mud, even the "powder" to save one's skin from the harsh tropical sun and the resultant rashes, bubbles, patches, enigmas, and red and brown spots, some bubbly after mosquito bites -- is no political heaven. There are "untouchables," stray dogs that suffer treatments that violate all codes that my leftie, animal and anal rights activists, tree huggers ("A tree is a tree, how many do you need to look at?" Ronald Reagan) former collegemates live by and chant, and that at the hands of children, who in turn get slapped around by parents, elders, and schoolteachers who have yet to be informed of the collapse of the Soviet Union, and who teach the U.S.S.R stands for the United States of Soviet Rous, the local word for Russia, just like Cheen is the word for China, as there are women that would give Hillary her cause for life. But then all that is caused by poverty which is caused by the World Bank and the IMF, both controlled by the White House, Rastaman. But malnutrition is entirely our own. Who can you blame for the floods and the droughts? Bush is no god, just a former Alcoholic Not So Anonymous.
So when I landed in the United States, proof land still exists after about 12 hours of staring down at the Pacific, I started hearing voices. But the earth stayed flat.
The redneck (not meant as an insult, but purely as a physical description of the mentioned part of the body) taxi driver overcharged me. When I haggled like I used to back in the days for every item ever purchased, every ride in the taxi, every extra rupaiya in pocket money, he threatened to call the cops on me. So if my rants and raves on affirmative action bother you, seek out the cabbie, and let him know, for he deserves the first-impression blame.
The glum professor I met again and again, semester after semester, not in class, for I kept away from my first choice major just to avoid him, but on sidewalks, where he would trap me for his undying love for Pakistan, or so he claimed, and I am not even from Pakistan, never been to that damn place, and everything I know about it, and more, is online (!), the portly, stout, bearded (is beard a sign of superior intellect, is that why I don't have one?) S.O.B. who even squirrels stared at, taking some time off their lunch-time rush for little droppings from the skies, and that was only a hint of things to come. If he transported me west to Pakistan, and another put me right back in India, where although I was born, I did not grow up, because he was mad India would not give Kashmir to Pakistan (f*ck me!) - but then his retirement, and it looked like his real anger was at the perhaps early retirement - it took an act by His Royal Highness, the ultimate intellectual (going by the beard), the Osama guy himself. I was done with college, and up for my job interviews. During one of those, I overheard someone in an adjacent room on the phone: "And there is an Arab right now in my office!"
The history books take some blame. So do the journal articles and books on the topic. And online publications and discussions. But all of them pale in comparison to personal experiences.
"Why can't you become more open-minded and accept Jesus as your personal savior?"
"You are not Christian, but I still love you."
"I know you guys have arranged marriages, but will you marry me, or one of us, or one of the above? Mark one."
"Did you go climb Mount Everest during weekends?"
"Did you ride the elephant to school?"
"Do monkeys have tails?"
"I'd go out with you, but you are like a brother to me. My mother sent you gifts. We are all in this thing together."
"Don't think you are superior just because you are a foreigner!"
"Everything boils down to the Greeks."
"You are not even black. Why do you talk about racism?"
"I have Patel friends."
"My doctor is from India."
"Are you a doctor?"
"I like your accent. My freshmen year I only dated guys with accents."
"Do you understand English?"
"Do they have icecream where you come from?"
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