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The biggest irony for me about Jezebel’s whole “Racist Hipsters” piece was that one of my outspokenly non-racist “racist” friends showed up as a “Facebook like” for the piece. Websites show which of your Facebook friends like their posts, and this friend’s name showed up. I had to laugh because she fits into several of Jezbel’s “racist hipster” categories but probably doesn’t realize it. Irony spills from her triple soy latte.
I should explain this non-racist racist friend of mine. She’s actually my girlfriend’s friend. She’s white, and she’s proclaimed her love of black men with the words “I love black men”. I don’t care either way, but she doesn’t exclusively date black men and seemingly mentions her affinity for attention or gold stars. She’s also some sort of administrator for a college somewhere in the northeast and claims to be a feminist but is really good about getting people to pay for her food and drinks and other such things. She also performs Salt-n-Pepa’s “Shoop” every time she does karaoke.
One night while at a table with this girl, my girlfriend, and some of their girlfriends, this enlightened disciple of multiculturalism began making a spectacle of herself while telling a story about something I never remembered. She began cackling and yelling about someone or something being “Ghetto!” Multiple times. I was embarrassed in absolute terms, but I was also annoyed because a group of men who fit her description were sitting at the next table and staring over. I lamented this because if anything came of her loud-mouthery it would probably be me (the only guy at the table) who’d have to deal with the fallout (most bar fights ensue because one guy is angry at a woman but takes his anger out on a nearby guy in her stead).
Now, if someone asked me a pointed question about race, I’d provide some sort of realistic answer that might get me (incorrectly) pegged as a bigot. But I also don’t run around screaming “Ghetto” or using dog whistles or watch words to describe blacks in a stereotypical manner. But this white woman is safe because, you know, she’s “down”, she thinks. And because she thinks she’s down, she falls right into several of the categories listed in the Jezebel piece which really should spawn another piece about how it is white women who engage in this type of “racism” mroe than anyone. So part of me thinks the list is a pointless charade, but part of me enjoys the list because most of the people who think they are above what is being called racist actually fit Jezebel’s definition.