In “Hey White People – Generalization Overload: Part-One” we spoke directly to white people, and pointed out that their frustration with the Black Panther Party is essentially a lack of empathy. But, I also alluded to white people not being alone in the lack of empathy department, so without further ado, I dedicate Part-Two to my black peeps: Black people don’t understand why white people get angry when black people celebrate the Black Panthers Party?
The short answer, black people have a lack of empathy.
I know what you’re thinking, this guy’s crazy! In Part-One he said white people are to blame for their lack of empathy, and now he’s saying it’s black people. What gives?
FIRST, stop using the word “BLAME”. That word causes the majority of our issues in this country. Blaming people in any respect creates defensive attitudes, and it generally shuts down constructive conversation; conversations that are literally our path to salvation, so it’s in our vested interest to figure out a way to communicate. SECOND, both points are valid. I do tip-toe the line of crazy, and it’s true, I did point out that white people lack empathy toward the culturally significant relationship between the Black Panther Party and the black community; however, white people can be completely empathetic to the reasons black people would celebrate the Black Panther Party, yet still get upset when said celebrations commence.
To explain, I’d like you take a walk in the shoes of my five-year old son, who is at this point: white, straight, cis-gender, and male.
CAVEAT: I have no evidence to prove my son is anything but the attributes listed above; however, I completely endorse anything he is, and/or becomes. Okay SJWs? I earnestly put the warning label out there, so please put down your pitch forks.
My son recently brought home a booklet from school called, “Being Different is Okay”. The booklet had illustrations depicting kids of all races and capabilities playing, eating pizza, and generally enjoying each other’s company. I asked him what the book was about, and surprise, surprise, he had no idea. I even tried to bait him by playing the dreadful parenting game, “Is my kid the racist kid?”. I started by explaining the general premise of the book, and then asked if differences mattered to him; he replied, in an extremely confused tone, “I don’t know”.
ANALYSIS: He doesn’t know! And, the reason he doesn’t know is because it’s never occurred to him that the differences mattered. Now, he goes to a diverse school, so he can obviously see the physical differences between himself and his classmates, but he has no idea why he needs to consider it; better yet, why society desperately wants him to consider physical features as the catalyst to determine good and evil.
Bottom line, my son has no idea what the Black Panther Party is, why they are celebrated in the black community, why white people should be empathetic to that fact, and why society wants him to be obsessed with skin color.
He is, for all intents and purposes, innocent of all crimes perpetrated against the black community; past, present, and if I do my job correctly by teaching him to be a virtuous human being, we’ll assume the future. He is not responsible for your struggles. He is not guilty.
So, you’re now firmly in my son’s shoes, and I should hope by now you’re empathetic to his plight. His plight being he’s more interested in playing with LEGO bricks than being part of perpetuating racial oppression, but now, I’d like you to walk in my shoes.
Unlike my son, I can rationalize multifaceted issues like race relations. I can rationalize the new-age Black Panther Party marching around with fists held high talking about the evils of “whitey”. I can internalize that demonstration and create meaning from historical events, which result in either my being empathetic or outraged. On this subject, and as you’ve read in Part-One, I’ve conclude empathy is the proper reaction. However, I can assure you that my son cannot make such an assessment.
When he’s exposed to the new-age Black Panther Party rhetoric, he is certainly not equipped to deal with that level of racism. He cannot put this into context, so it ultimately boils down to my son being subjected to verbal abuse. As a parent, this is something that I will not tolerate. So, suffice to say #Beyoncé celebrating the Black Panther Party at an event like the Super Bowl halftime show is met with mixed emotions; first a desire to be empathetic, and second the fierceness of a protective parent.
Interestingly, I seriously doubt an honest assessment from those espousing these race based generalizations across the Internet can disagree with what I’ve expressed here, and, as I stated in Part-One, “Even a small empathetic exercise would conclude there are more similarities than differences between these groups”. While that may be sometime hard to see, the truth is normally a self-reflection away; take a minute to check yourself.