Nothing against this forum. Schizophrenia is enough in itself is debilitating. It also fall under mental illness classification. I can’t go back to my country becuase it’s poor. So the white people got me by the balls.
So what do you think if you spot a colored person in general ? Am i suppose to suck upto you? And do you see yourself as superior?
I might well just disappear from the face of the earth because i hate living degrading life like this especially when i am weak.
I truly don’t care what your skin colour is. I see people as useful, useless, or dangerous. This is independant of race, sex, or sexual orientation for me.
I dont think differently about them. My aunts and cousins are brown/black. I am northwest european & caucasian. My son is half-southern european, so he is slightly darker than me. We also have turkish and asian family. They are all family members. Im curious about their cultural background, but all their different colours are of no importance.
Sorry you are experiencing trouble because of this.
If it makes you feel better, I was doing a photo for a lady from Mexico for her Permanent Resident card this week. I encouraged her to go for her citizenship next. She works hard, she pays taxes, and she contributes just as much as I am. I think she deserves full rights including voting. I believe most Canadians feel this way, that we’re open to those who will join us in building a country together.
I’ve been asked to give young black kids money for the bus
usually I always say No. I don’t know what they’re up to.
We have several events where young black kids come rushing in
I’m not sure what’s gonna happen, and I’m on high alert.
We have more and more black youth dropping out of high school
and trying to steal cars. On the other hand, prisons are disproportionately against the black race, and it should be stopped. We had a panel of all white people on
juvenile crime, and everyone was concerned but had no solutions. I think a strong male presence is necessary.
I am probably useless and dangerous. i can’t trust people. I have very high demands from life too. I want the best. I don’t know how am i going to be happy with all of these desires.
You’re either going to have to learn to manage your illness and gain the skills and contacts you need to become successful and achieve these desires or you’re going to have to readjust your expectations to better reflect reality. Those are your two choices.
It is somewhat natural for people to gravitate toward their own kind. It takes a little special effort to include people who are foreign. My father was a foreigner but not black. He had a complex about it. That made it difficult for him to be likable even when someone wanted to friend him. So it goes.
I don’t understand discrimination based on race. Sure, there are differences between cultures and, by extension, races, but these differences should be celebrated, rather than used as an object for hatred. In the end, we’re all human, and we would do well to remember that before we judge one another.
I generally don’t give directly to beggers to avoid furthering the issues that put them onto the street usually addiction). I give to organizations like the Salvation Army that treat them with compassion and help re-integrate them into society whenever possible.
I don’t see anything wrong with being proud of your culture so long as you don’t crap all over other peoples’ cultures (unless their culture is oppressive to women or gays, then all bets are off for me). I’m part Irish so I have a hoot on Saint Paddy’s day. Oh, and on that day everyone else is Irish too, so deal with it.
Fair enough but I still think it’s an old school mentality. Well I’m mixed heritages and my largest heritage is my 25% Italian along with like 7-8 other heritages that I’m at least 5%. So I hardly feel any pride. I actually admit I’ve felt out of place at times due to this. But then, I do feel some pride. Not towards being white but Italian or Jewish or Irish the most.
But I don’t gravitate towards people with similar backgrounds anymore than…nm but yeah.
Think of it as living history. Nothing like going to the annual Folk Fest and getting to see dancers in traditional costumes and sampling authentic ethnic cuisine. Fun! You especially need to hang with Ukrainians – the perogies – OMG.