* I am not trying to generalize my opinion about all Americans. I still know people from different diversities here in the US. And there are a lot more nicer people that I have come across than two racist people mentioned in this post. All I can say is to everyone, when you see injustice staring you in your face, please stand up. Even if it is not happening to you. You could be saving lives by doing the right thing.
It has happened. The day I dreaded for so long. The day I was abused by two racist people here in the US.
Before coming to the US, I was afraid. Scared to be victim of a racial challenge that has been a perpetual event in this country of freedom and opportunity until today when I was asked to shut up from speaking my mother tongue and hide my proud identity. Why? Because I’m not English. Because I have brown skin. Because I speak one of the oldest languages in the world.
Until this very day, I knew there was a black-white divide in this country (and before all you other countries start to talk, we all know it exists in every society and at every level… we are specifically referring to Racists here) but never knew why so many African-Americans got furious for everything from petty things to gigantically immoral things. And now I know why. It is such a big deal. You just don’t realize it until it hits you in your face. All along, I was angry that the African- American community here in the US are abused verbally racially to the point where it has become a cry neglected and ignored by crass trashy racists. Now I am pissed.
Me and a bunch of my relatives were partying. It was like any other day at home. Good food and wine. At around midnight, me and my cousins wanted to get some food. We hit iHop – the typical 24 hour American fast food known for its round-the-clock breakfast menus when a trashy couple sat in a table next to us. After a couple of minutes, the man from that table walked over to ours asking us to keep it down with a ton of attitude (NO. I’m not exaggerating). That’s fine. We are civil people too and if you thought we were loud, we’ll for sure keep it down so all of us can be happy at the end of the day. We apologized despite the guy’s attitude and went on chewing through our dinner when the woman spoke of things I have only seen in movies.
“You come to our country and you talk what we talk,OK. You people can’t talk whatever shit language no one even cares about here.”
And the racist comments continued.
Was that really necessary? My blood was boiling and I could not eat anymore. I stopped right there when my cousin decided it was time we all stopped taking crap and gave them an ear load to think about which did not really stop them from talking junk. They moved to another table. The waitresses at iHop could not stand up for what was staring them and every other person in that restaurant today.
Why should we keep quiet? Why should I not travel wherever I want and live wherever I want? Why should we let them talk their racist trash and just go about doing everything like it doesn’t matter? Who is to tell me I can’t be who I am in a land that was supposed to be the land of freedom and opportunity.
I wrote a long time back that I had changed my opinion of the United States. I still stand by it. I love this country. But my hatred for the racist trash that lives here continues and so will the fight. After all, what goes around will come around.