According to the “liberal” mindset, I should be automatically ashamed because I was born white. Forget the fact that I was born with the wrong equipment, as there is still a considerable amount of discrimination in the workplace against women. I don’t give a rat’s fuck what you say, there is. I’ve experienced it. And fuck you if you try to challenge me on it. If you’re not a woman, you have no argument.
Well, I’m not ashamed that I was born white. And whether or not I am subject to this supposed “white privilege” that you believe still exists, I submit to you I am at equal disadvantage because there is no such thing as “female privilege.” Fuck your white privileged, self-imposed guilt. You don’t know shit until you have lived with a vagina. Game changes, motherfucker. Game. Changes. So I am not going to hang my head in shame just because I was born with the same skin color as those born in an entirely different CENTURY who actually oppressed and discriminated against non-caucasions. It wasn’t my personal doing, and it’s not the way I live my life.
So why should I go through life being apologetic and ashamed of my skin color? Does it do me, or anyone else, any good? Does it change anything? No. It doesn’t. We all have enough to be ashamed about – such as our choices and our words – that is within our personal realm of control. There is no need to pile on additional shame for those things that are out of our control, such as skin color or the choices made by history prior to our own existence. I refuse to succumb to that liberal mindset.
I do not believe, for one second, that my skin color has contributed to my personal success. What has contributed, however, is hard work, and witnessing my mother work herself to the bone to provide for her daughter and son. This is the legacy and work ethic I grew up with.
My Mom was a real estate agent in a small town. In the 80s and 90s, real estate in a town of only 20k was either feast or famine. She put my brother and I through college, paying the bills as they came, without financial aid loans. I received one $800 Pell Grant my first semester, but after that, Mom managed to send checks to the University when tuition was due. I did my part, having a part time job from the time I stepped on campus. I got my first credit card to help pay expenses, and tried to cover as much as possible on my own before asking Mom for money, because I knew it was a struggle.
I got through college as fast as I could so that I didn’t have to be a financial burden to Mom longer than necessary. I graduated in 3 1/2 years cum laude, and had my first “real” job within 1 month of graduation. I’ve been on my own ever since.
Therefore, it greatly offends me that some attribute my success to my skin color. Bullshit. My own success is due to the fact that I’ve worked my ass off, and I’ve listened to those who had been there before. I haven’t marched through life waiting for handouts due to my “white privilege.” I was raised under the mantra, “If you don’t take care of yourself, nobody else will.” Perhaps that’s a lesson every person should learn, apply, and live by. This lesson sees no color, no ethnicity, no race. Not in the United States. Now, I am not saying that racial discrimination does not exist – what I am saying is that it’s bullshit for you to assume that I have succeeded solely *because* of my skin color. I take great offense to that, because you have no clue about the struggles, choices, and sacrifices I’ve made to ensure my needs are met without handouts.
So this brings us to the blame game. Everybody is blaming some thing or some law or some history as the “reason” that bad things, or even good things, happen. These are not “reasons.” These are excuses. Excuses because nobody wants to take responsibility for their own actions. Our generation’s legacy will be the generation of blame. The “Because” generation. The biggest issue with our society today is the lack of personal accountability.
We blame the laws. Blame lack of laws. Blame guns. Blame religion. Blame democrats. Blame republicans. Blame police. Blame the corporations. Blame men. Blame women. Blame friends. Blame family. Blame race. Blame ethnicity. Blame nationality. Blame childhood. Blame drugs. Blame medication. Blame your husband. Blame your wife. Blame your mom. Blame your dad. Blame God. Blame the lack of God. Blame churches. Blame family breakdown. Blame abuse. Blame disease. Blame prison. Blame jobs. Blame lack of jobs. Blame Christmas. Blame Jews. Blame Christians. Blame atheists. Blame the environment. Blame technology. Blame progress. Blame money. Blame taxes. Blame entitlements. Blame Fox News. Blame liberal media. Blame a flag. Blame a symbol. Blame history. Blame heritage. Blame Obama. Blame Bush. Blame Khadafi. Blame Castro. Blame the Ayatolla. Blame the Pope. The list goes on – it’s always someone else’s fault.
Point out personal accountability, and you’re labeled . . . Whether the label is racist. Conservative. Zealot. Terrorist. Bigot. Hater. Chauvinist. Supremacist. Again, the list goes on, terms that most users of those terms aren’t even using in the right context.
Blaming will not solve any problems. More government will not solve any problems. More laws will not solve any problems. Labeling will not solve any problems.
Taking responsibility for your own actions, your own consequences, and your own outcome, will. So if you decide to shoot up an elementary school, a church, a post office, or a place of business, blame yourself, not your mommy or your daddy or your race or your religion or your country. *You* made that decision. Not the gun, not the government, not the church, not your job, not your parents. You did. Own it. It’s yours. We all have the gift of free will. Use it for good or evil – that’s your choice.
The fundamental issue is that our generation doesn’t hold anyone accountable for their choices, which becomes a breeding ground for helter skelter.
I am a white American woman. I own my outcome. I own my choices. And yes, I am proud to be an American.