I was raised by liberal parents and in my family it was understood that "racism is bad, m'kay?". But in the early 80s, I first started notice the difference between niggers and White people in the navy. On my ship, most of the illegal and antisocial behavior was by niggers. A group of 6-12 of them would sit on the mess deck in the evening after ship's work ended and talk so loudly and act so obnoxiously that no one else wanted to be around them.
The White people I worked with in my workspace had an unspoken racial realism attitude and I could be more open with them. Around other people, I'd call the niggers on the mess deck "the brothers" but in the workspace I'd call them "schvartzes" doing their shucking and jiving. I knew how thin skinned they were, so I was careful never the let the word "nigger" slip. I'd likely get a beatdown from a dozen niggers, who'd probably consider that a fair fight.
Oh, I still had some "enlightened" racial thinking for many years after that, but I was a lot more wary now that I'd lived around that. It considerably lowered my expectations of the potential of all black people, and it made me realize exactly why they needed affirmative action to give them a leg up in anything they did. Left on their own, they'd reach their highest level of potential and stay there, where they belonged.
Lost_In_The_Thinking 2 points 2 days ago
I was raised by liberal parents and in my family it was understood that "racism is bad, m'kay?". But in the early 80s, I first started notice the difference between niggers and White people in the navy. On my ship, most of the illegal and antisocial behavior was by niggers. A group of 6-12 of them would sit on the mess deck in the evening after ship's work ended and talk so loudly and act so obnoxiously that no one else wanted to be around them.
The White people I worked with in my workspace had an unspoken racial realism attitude and I could be more open with them. Around other people, I'd call the niggers on the mess deck "the brothers" but in the workspace I'd call them "schvartzes" doing their shucking and jiving. I knew how thin skinned they were, so I was careful never the let the word "nigger" slip. I'd likely get a beatdown from a dozen niggers, who'd probably consider that a fair fight.
Oh, I still had some "enlightened" racial thinking for many years after that, but I was a lot more wary now that I'd lived around that. It considerably lowered my expectations of the potential of all black people, and it made me realize exactly why they needed affirmative action to give them a leg up in anything they did. Left on their own, they'd reach their highest level of potential and stay there, where they belonged.