In post #46 I said this: (I am condoning this, just relating what some folks felt when civil rights where passed.)
I meant to say I am NOT condoning this... Yikes, one little word misplaced changes the whole meaning of the statement. I think you all knew what I meant.
I like this discussion, because it allows for me and others to talk about why certain words can be offensive, but like CMGuy, they used the word over and over so much that it became like any other word. That is the danger of using it so much. We get used to it and it loses it's powerful meaning to US, but not to the person who could be offended by it.
Interesting sidenote: I dated several black men when I was in my 20's in the 1970's. There were a few of us young women that did not see color and we met people we liked and dated them. Within the friendship group of black men, they used that word to each other all the time very casually. I got so used to hearing it in that environment as well, I learned a NEW meaning for it. It is just something that young black men use for each other. It is still a heinous word and there are many older black people, like Bill Cosby and Oprah and others that want the young black men to stop using that word with each other.
Interesting thing about this story, is that one of my boyfriends used to call me that and I called him that. Not in a bad way. It was the same way that the young men used it. Different meaning, and by that time I had already grown out of my parents views and had my own. So the word had a different meaning for me then IN THAT PARTICULAR relationship. I had so many black friends at the time, that my parents would not allow me to bring any of them home.
Interesting, that my brother had a black friend on the track team in high school and he was allowed to bring him over. I guess it was not because he could possibly marry him some day!

And my older brother dated a young black woman and my parents had the same reaction as they did with me. Possible marriage? Not acceptable to them. I was angry at my parents then, for their intolerance. It was not until I moved out on my own that I was able to bring my friends home to MY house.
My best friend back in the 1980's-90's was a Jewish woman from Queens. My parents had no problem with my having a best friend who was Jewish. I don't know how they based thier decision on who it was okay to call names and who it wasn't. Maybe because we fought FOR the Jews in WWII that had something to do with it. I know most of their feelings and opinions come from many years ago and I am talking 1930's-1950's. A LONG time ago.
This discussion in itself has opened my eyes to how I think in my inner conversation. It IS helping me to rethink what I say to myself. Now that I have put it out there and recognize it for what it is, I can stop it and replace those words with more appropriate reactions.
It has felt good to share this with someone. I know many of the people I know IRL would NOT understand. I think I may have a conversation with my folks when I see them at the end of march. I will be kind, but inquisitive about their beliefs and why they have them and use those words, especially my father. My mom is much more semsitive to people's needs and feelings. (There is that word, Wallaby,
S E N S I T I V E , the one you like so much!!!!!!! :p: heeheehee.)
Thanks for being a place whwere I could express myself openly and hope that I could find some peace with myself. It HAS helped to share it and is the starting point to erase those words altogether.
I saw a shirt here in Denver I want to get. It says *ERACISM* on it. I like that. It is a place to start.
Susi
DisneyMom wrote:Like Susi, I grew up with those horrible words and ideas in my household (mostly from my idiot step-father) and they sometimes pop up in my thoughts( I am immediately ashamed but they are just like a poison you can't get rid of). I used to get in fights with my family because of his ideals, and I did take it personally because of my biological father's heritage.
Now, even though I am very careful about what I say around the kids, they
still might pop up with something inappropriate now and then. The word "Gay" comes to mind. I try to nip it in the bud but unfortunately there are too many influences out there. I hope they will realize how wrong that kind of thinking is.
Yesterday there was a report on the news on an area in ?Kenya? where the more overweight/ voluptuous women were considered more beautiful than the thinner women, now that is an attitude I could handle! :p: