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People in my family have always had to be aware and ready to be polite. Interaction has happened for
1. Walking on the sidewalk. Asked where they were going, flashlights in eyes. But left alone after. Multiple times.
2. Driving close to the center line when almost home. Asked why pulling in there. No ticket, no warning, just used "close to the center line" as reason for pulling over.
3. Car looks like it might be stolen. Just checking. Free to go. But told me I might want to vacuum crumbs from the back seat.
4. Parked in a church parking lot to look up directions. This one wasn't police, but a fire dept person who proceeded to roadblock the car on the road with his truck, accuse them of being there to steal gas, threatened with police, then realized who my kid was and backed off. (we were members at the time, so was he)
Etc..
This is typical in a number of areas if you're not white or have non-white family members or are with a non-white. You've always gotta be ready to nod and smile, play along, and you know if you react like you should and assert your rights, it won't end well for you. It makes you feel enslaved to the system. Like a dog. Lick their hand or you might get beat. It's a sorry way to have to live your life in the United States, and it IS a big deal, not a minor inconvenience, because it's not just about carrying ID and having a few extra minutes of your time being taken.
It's about trying not to feel like dirt, about your soul, about not being able to walk outside without feeling like the world is accusing and judging you, about being able to do the same things as well or better than someone else and still having it not be good enough when weighed against skin color.
Gina B said:This is typical in a number of areas if you're not white or have non-white family members or are with a non-white.
Of course, no "Someone defended themself from me" epitaph...
That would be too honest.
John Deere Fan, why did you assume that when I said non-white, it meant black?
It's not about race at all. But the incidents that happen between mixed races are highlighted.
Gina B said:Yes, there is a major issue it seems, with excessive use of force with our law enforcement, judging from the numerous stories, videos, and experiences of people across the nation. With that in mind, I do wonder if you've ever wondered to yourself how safe you would feel if you were stopped by an officer at night with no witnesses.
I think that's in the process of being made illegal. At least in some areas.
I wasn't aware until recently that in some areas, it's already illegal to listen to police scanners. Thought that was public info, especially since it is how a number of reporters keep up with news.
No, not exactly. Depends where you are and state and local law. Find out if you can record and if you must inform the officer. For your own safety. Two feet can make a difference in court.
Unless you know every city ordinance, you can't state that all laws are the same on scanners. Where I live, you can almost hear the sighs of frustration from people who do things they thought were fine, only to find out it wasn't - within city limits.
Check out New York's law on scanners. Compare it to the city of Rochester. Two different things.
If you're actually concerned, things like this matter to make sure you don't accidentally end up in trouble.
I am laughing as I read, cuz I have lived what you spoke, my brother.This racism talk is for the birds. People need to grow up, seriously. I've got a very race-divided personal history:
I am Indian and French, which means I have olive colored skin. When I was a kid, there were three race distinctions in my neighborhood - white, black, Mexican. Too bad for me.
I was not white enough to be white, not Mexican enough to be Mexican, and definitely not black. All my life, blacks called me honky, Mexicans called me gringo, whites called me wetback
My family was the only "white" family in an all-black church. It was very obvious for a few years that we were not really welcomed there
My Junior high and High School were predominantly black (approx. 70%), with the other being white, Mexican, Vietnamese
I went through the same things at school as I did in my neighborhood.
I once had a job as a painter, working for one of my best friends - who happens to be black (I know, we've all got one black friend, right?). His whole crew was black, except for me. He lives in the "black" part of town, Kansas City's east side. I'd have to go there to pick up my paycheck on Fridays. I've been yelled at by black men standing on street corners, had them try to walk up to my car door very abruptly, etc
I've been pulled over by the cops for no reason, many times. Too close to the center line, license plate light not bright enough, can't see my license plate because of my trailer ball
I could go on and on, with a whole laundry list of racially motivated words and actions against me.
But the bottom line is this: Who Cares? I sure don't. People are going to think what they think, no matter how many marches, no matter how many laws, no matter how many "awareness" campaigns
When I was a child, I thought about these racial issues. I was raised in the 70s, not long after the Kansas City riots took place. Outside of church, I was taught that all blacks hate all whites, and visa versa. And if we weren't black, we were white. Inside of church, it was simply not spoken about
Christians are supposed to know better than anyone else, that this world is full of sinful men and their sinful desires. And we're trying to change people by changing laws, or "raising awareness" ??
Gimme a break. Racism isn't going anywhere, until Christ comes back.
It's time for believers to grow up and stop acting like emotionally led teenagers. So what if your feelings got hurt? It happens.
If you stop letting your feelings get the best of you, maybe they won't get hurt so often. Quit expecting life to be "fair" and you'll not be disappointed so much
Good grief