Dear [Kind of Racist] Dartmouth College White People from the 1990s: Black Lives Matter, So Where Are You Now in All This Mess?

Am thinking about the plethora of outspoken racist white people, as well as ‘I’ll just be silent about it” ‘liberal’ white people I encountered at Dartmouth college in the 1990s, where I attended as an undergraduate…and I am wondering what they are thinking/doing now in terms of Ferguson protests, Eric Garner’s murder protests, Black Lives Matters, etc.

I wonder if they will ever contact me to talk about what they did and said during my tenure there, that was obviously racist, ‘negrophobic’, and/or maintained a white supremacist value system that undergirded– and still does– the USA.

Have they had a change of heart? Have they had a change of consciousness? Or, are they still upholding the machinery of whiteness and the material, social, economic, and political privileges it affords them. I just wonder. It’s been 20 years since I was a freshman, and I wonder where you all are at RIGHT NOW with your [lack of race] consciousness in helping to either dismantle this mess or maintain it.

 To the 18 year old freshman L., who outrightly told me that my twin brother attending Dartmouth college only got financial aid ‘because he is Black’, where are you now in this mess?

To the group of white undergrads who told my twin brother , after he was racially profiled and pulled over cops while driving to his Dartmouth College internship, that he “MUST” have done something wrong because cops wouldn’t just pull him over for nothing, WHERE are you all now in this mess? 

To the old white professors who were ‘disgusted’ by my research about black feminist based theories to understand injustice, WHERE ARE YOU NOW in all this mess?

To one of my friends, a white 20 year old, who had no problem with her parents telling her that she could not bring her black boyfriend to their white family’s wedding while he was obviously traumatized by that decision (she just ignored it while he could not believe it), where are you now IN ALL OF THIS MESS?

Where are you P, who said your parents could never approve you, a white privileged guy, of dating a Black girl— even if she went to Dartmouth…and didn’t seem to traumatized by that statement by them. It’s been 20 years. Did you ever talk to them about this racist mentality? WHERE ARE YOU NOW?

Because 20 years is a long time. Where are you ALL now? In all this mess?

(Breeze waits, anticipating to hear the sound of crickets for another 20 years or so…and lot of angry comments)

3 thoughts on “Dear [Kind of Racist] Dartmouth College White People from the 1990s: Black Lives Matter, So Where Are You Now in All This Mess?

  1. One (among woefully many) of the disheartening things you’re (inadvertently) conveying by the questions you ask is the depressing sense that the massive and widespread liberation movements of the 1950s and 1960s (especially on college campuses) never happened.

    My freshman college year was in the early 1960s and one of my more memorable experiences was attending a meeting concerning voter registration efforts in Mississippi. The hopefulness of those times was truly exhilarating. And yet, as you write about some of your experiences at college some 30 years later…it sounds as if nothing changed. Overt racism was widespread and “normal” then…and your experiences sound as if you might have been in school with me, instead of several decades later.

    Your comment about the “old white professors who were ‘disgusted’ by my research about black feminist based theories to understand injustice.” was particularly depressing since I’m one of those “old white professors” and some part of me would have hoped assholes like the one you mentioned weren’t teaching anywhere….but I guess they were.

    Sad and unnecessary and demeaning and destructive. And…wherever those pitiful examples of human animals are that you write about…I can’t help but hope (unless they’ve experienced some sort of anti-oppressive epiphany) that life is gifting them with an amount of misery commensurate with their ugly attitudes.

    As current horrors (and your experiences 20 years ago) clearly tell us…we didn’t accomplish what was needed way back then.

  2. Jesus. I grew up in Compton and went to Los Angeles State College in 1964 before it was incorporated into the state college system. You were at the wrong college. Just get over it. Jesus Christ! Don’t live where people hate you. That’s just stupid. Life’s too short to spend it hating people. The world is a big place full of all kinds of shit. Man cool down.

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