All I will say about this hilarious smackdown comedian Aamer Rahman gives the "racism is no big deal" crowd is that I really, really, really want to give away the punchline, but I won't, because that would be a tragedy for you.
Roll Tide! Except if you happen to be a black woman. The University of Alabama’s student paper the Crimson White is reporting that at least four sororities at the school will not allow black students to pledge. The sororities Alpha Gamma Delta, Tri Delta, Chi Omega, and Pi Beta Phi all blocked two qualified black students from pledging this fall, and the school’s paper says it’s because of their skin color and alumni influence over the selection process.
In response to the killing of Michael Brown and militarized police tactics used against protesters in Ferguson, MO, more than 1400 sociologists have signed a statement demanding justice and changes in the policing of black communities.
Perhaps the most remarkable thing about George Brandis’ now infamous comment this week that Australians “have the right to be bigots” is that it was so unremarkable. Sure, it’s a grating soundbite, but as a matter of substance it’s entirely obvious. Of course we have a right to be bigots. We always have.
Whether it's in their treatment of asylum seekers, their policy of secrecy or their intention to amend the Racial Discrimination Act, it seems that the Abbott government is intent on destroying Australia's moral compass.
Mica Pollock, editor of Everyday Antiracism: Getting Real About Race in School, calls on educators to develop an “everyday consciousness” about the relevance of race in schools. Be aware, ask questions and “keep inquiring,” says Pollock, who is the director of the Center for Research on Educational Equity, Assessment and Teaching Excellence at the University of California, San Diego.
Pollock offers four questions as a starting point for assessing and addressing institutional racism in a school setting:
I grew up in the minority-majority city of Miami. The “dominant” culture consisted of several ethnic minority populations. The rarity of this became obvious to me when my white adoptive parents carted me across the county to small town Minnesota, where minorities, are well… actually a minority. It’s like that old adage: “How does a fish know when it’s wet?” Even though I’d always been a minority, so was everyone else. Because of this, my unique perspective felt normal.