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  • Your first time...
     OP - September 12, 2013, 12:06 AM

    ...that you experienced racism. It can be racism from your own kind or most likely the first time you realised a concept such as race and hate due to race existed. Perhaps the first time you heard the word Paki or similar, perhaps your English friends have been racists forgetting you are there, oh you are ok but the rest, or as a twelve year old at the football ground with your English friends and your home support starts singing it is better to be a paki than a ....lol not at the time though, think my face was the reddest it had been since I mustered the courage and asked a girl out and got rejected.

    Though that is not the first time I experienced racism. Age 11. Summer. Going to big school, in the new term. Not going to the school where most Asians go, we were going to walk 30 mins to get to a school that had both council estate and posh English boys.

    So three of us decide to get on our bikes and travel to the school, mind you this was the first time venturing over the bridge into pastures new. Ended up in a piece of green land where older boys were playing football. They stopped when they saw us.

    Pakis!! we looked at each other. One of them says 'Why don't you fuck back off to so and so street (which incidentally was the street two of us lived on). I looked round at my mates and thought how the fuck does he know where we live!!

    Then he says 'You smell of curry'. I thought how does he know what I had for dinner.

    I am my own worst enemy and best friend, itsa bit of a squeeze in a three-quarter bed, tho. Unhinged!? If I was a dog I would be having kittens, that is unhinged. Footloose n fancy free, forced to fit, fated to fly. One or 2 words, 3 and 3/thirds, looking comely but lonely, till I made them homely.D
  • Your first time...
     Reply #1 - September 12, 2013, 12:09 AM

    Haha. Well, I grew up black in the American south to parents who were former NOI Black Muslims….so yeah.
  • Your first time...
     Reply #2 - September 12, 2013, 02:21 AM

    'Why don't you fuck back off to so and so street (which incidentally was the street two of us lived on). I looked round at my mates and thought how the fuck does he know where we live!!

    Then he says 'You smell of curry'. I thought how does he know what I had for dinner.


    Is that actually true?

    `But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
     `Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad.  You're mad.'
     `How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
     `You must be,' said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here.'
  • Your first time...
     Reply #3 - September 12, 2013, 02:51 AM

    First time it happened? Hard to say probably goes back to elementary school and my bitch teacher Ms. Weaver who seemed to hate me for no good reason. I only later figured out from talking with my ma and just having life experience that it was probably because I was half Egyptian with a Muslim name in a school/area with no one else who was Arab/North African/Muslim, etc. and her being a mean ignorant old white lady.

    First time I felt it, like really felt it like a punch in the fuckin gut? When I was 14 and was ridin around in a car with my friends with these girls we just met on our laps, friends of the guy drivin's sister. One friend was jokin around and asked the girl who was sitting on my lap if she would fuck me and she replied "ew no he's a sand nigger"

    First time it actually got me thinking about systemic discrimination and got me to understand what that was all about intellectually? 18. Got arrested on an airplane, racist stewardess, blah blah blah, not going into details here but you can figure out the general idea.

    Just thankful I got the white skin and blue eyes from my ma's side otherwise it would have been much, much worse.

    Haha. Well, I grew up black in the American south to parents who were former NOI Black Muslims….so yeah.


     Cheesy

    Sad part is I'm sure there are some people here who don't immediately get that. Having spent most of my childhood in the American South I do though. Tongue

    So former NOI? They became orthodox Sunni? That happened with a LOT of former NOI folks I met in Philly, just became regular Muslims after a while. In fact nowadays the orthodox Sunni Black Muslims outnumber the NOI ones in Philly by quite a wide margin, and although there's a strong presence of Muslims from the ME and Africa there, native Black American Muslims outnumber them (I'd guess, I ain't done a study just based on personal experience).

    fuck you
  • Your first time...
     Reply #4 - September 12, 2013, 03:08 AM

    Yeah, my mom was old school, first generation, Elijah Muhammad/Malcolm X NOI and left with the early crowd to become sunni. I write about it more eloquently somewhere on here.

    I spent a good amount of time in Philly (Germantown) in my early salafi days. I used to know a lot of those cats. Yeah, Islam in Philly is a phenomenon in and of itself.
  • Your first time...
     Reply #5 - September 12, 2013, 05:09 AM

    For me the big racisms aren't the kinds of knee jerk expressions of disgust you'll get on the schoolyard or from the obviously ignorant. Its the systematic stuff that's never spoken but understood. You can't identify instances, there's no proof, and its impossible to pin it down but its clearly there. And the culprits are not going to be "ignorant" and they're certainly not children.

    So yeah, I've experienced plenty of taunting about my ethnic/religious background and "race" and whatnot in public school, which was compounded by the fact that I was a high achiever and honestly I can't remember a first incident that sticks out. But as for the latter which has probably affected me and many other non white people, how could I possibly even know how or even if its happened?

    how fuck works without shit??


    Let's Play Chess!

    harakaat, friend, RIP
  • Your first time...
     Reply #6 - September 12, 2013, 10:53 AM

    Is that actually true?


    Before I respond to other posts on this thread, I want to ask young Quod, what aspects of my anecdote, trouble you? In terms of its veracity?

    Basically, 'racist' kids, knew pakis ate curry, and they also knew the area the pakis lived in. They knew this before I knew it.

    I am my own worst enemy and best friend, itsa bit of a squeeze in a three-quarter bed, tho. Unhinged!? If I was a dog I would be having kittens, that is unhinged. Footloose n fancy free, forced to fit, fated to fly. One or 2 words, 3 and 3/thirds, looking comely but lonely, till I made them homely.D
  • Re: Your first time...
     Reply #7 - September 12, 2013, 11:20 AM

    Yeah, my mom was old school, first generation, Elijah Muhammad/Malcolm X NOI and left with the early crowd to become sunni. I write about it more eloquently somewhere on here.

    I spent a good amount of time in Philly (Germantown) in my early salafi days. I used to know a lot of those cats. Yeah, Islam in Philly is a phenomenon in and of itself.


    Something. is very very wrong here. Philly disco and soul. Black dudes jacking with members of the same sex in gay clubs whilst inhaling amyl nitrate.

    Salafism just does not compute.

    Are you sure you're not the sexually deprived son of William Lane Craig? I mean, islam permits for pleasure — although not necessarily Jouissance, I add with haste.
  • Your first time...
     Reply #8 - September 12, 2013, 11:53 AM

    What?  Huh?
  • Your first time...
     Reply #9 - September 12, 2013, 12:20 PM

    I take it you're not all that conversant with the African-American gay scene of the 80s and 90s?
  • Your first time...
     Reply #10 - September 12, 2013, 04:23 PM


    Pakis!! we looked at each other. One of them says 'Why don't you fuck back off to so and so street (which incidentally was the street two of us lived on). I looked round at my mates and thought how the fuck does he know where we live!!

    Then he says 'You smell of curry'. I thought how does he know what I had for dinner.


    Lmao  Classic.  Awful, but classic.  Grin


    For myself, it was at home.  I can't remember how old I was exactly, but I was pretty young.  I was being introduced to my older sister who had been sent back to live in Morocco, so she wasn't there when I was born.  I was taken over there eventually to meet her, and she simply wouldn't come near me. 

    Kept crying about how dark I was, and sliding past me in hallways so that she wouldn't touch me as she went by, just in case my darkness would rub off on her.  This is a very intense memory actually, that still causes me a lot of distress.

    Indeed her racism towards me never let up, she would always make jokes about my having been dropped in a bucket of shit at birth.

    If it was just her...but no, my whole family would laugh about how dark I was compared to them.  Always tell me that I was worth less dowry, if indeed they could get any, or get a husband for me because of my colour.

    In fact, looking back, I experienced more racism from my family and my sister, than I did outside of the house, since I hardly remember racist moments from childhood, as I lived in a very ethnically mixed part of London.

    Oh, other than the Scottish neighbours who thought I was pakis, but that was not accompanied by discrimination, just the idea that I was a Paki.

    Racism...well that was from my family, and first, from my sister.

    Inhale the good shit, exhale the bullshit.
  • Your first time...
     Reply #11 - September 12, 2013, 04:46 PM

    I have been through it  but I think racism is all over the world, so you  can find shit people everywhere. In fact when I was in italy, I faced "racism", discrimination. I dont know why people make distinction based upon where you come from, seriously it's stupid. 
    Btw I had this italian teacher last year and I hated her. She teached us literature and about the "Divina Commedia", It was all about hell and heaven (worst book ever, I cant appreciate a book based upon on "how is written" -.-"   btw ever heard about dante alighieri?), she was so fucking crazy!! She treated me "bad", she wanted me to appreciate the italian culture and all that stuff, to believe in christianity, also my classmates noticed that strange behaviour towards me...

  • Your first time...
     Reply #12 - September 12, 2013, 04:52 PM

    I take it you're not all that conversant with the African-American gay scene of the 80s and 90s?


    I take it this is another thing you've only read about in a book?

    how fuck works without shit??


    Let's Play Chess!

    harakaat, friend, RIP
  • Your first time...
     Reply #13 - September 12, 2013, 05:38 PM

    I take it this is another thing you've only read about in a book?


    Why the need to act like a total cunt?
  • Your first time...
     Reply #14 - September 12, 2013, 05:56 PM

    Sorry bout that. Didn't mean to make it sound too cuntish, although in retrospect I can see how it does.

    how fuck works without shit??


    Let's Play Chess!

    harakaat, friend, RIP
  • Your first time...
     Reply #15 - September 12, 2013, 06:14 PM

    Erm first... I guess when my aunt referred to me as a greasy paki to my Mum when I was a toddler, quite possible comments were made when I was younger, but can't recall those. Always knew I was different.

    "Make anyone believe their own knowledge and logic is insufficient and you'll have a puppet susceptible to manipulation."
  • Your first time...
     Reply #16 - September 13, 2013, 12:28 AM

    Quod hasn't explained himself. What could he think rang untrue about my anecdote. Sure stories can be embellished, others relegated to forgottories (you have heard of memories, these. are ones you don't remember and you are not sure that indeed if it really happened or not)

    Nah this was, didn't happen to anyone else, any anecdotes of mine that did happen to someone else, I will say so - no one had called me a paki till that day, we lived in a mixed area, their were majority white kids in infants and juniors although as the years went by the inevitable happened (once a house is bought by a Pakistani you not getting any natives buying it again, you get east Europeans as tenants though) but age 11, none, zero white kids had used that term. parents didn't talk about it, nada.

    The chap who said the stuff, later turned out to be a 3rd year, but massive, like the hardest in the school, he features in another one of my anecdotes but that is about who controls the world lol. Lots of racism in that school, in your face, drawing pins in buttocks, you don't know what adrenaline is till you run when chased - this was from the council estate lads. the posher boys, by that I mean those posh but still going to state school, it was a culture superiority. Latent racism, only surfacing during sporting bouts etc.

    It wasn't so much that he knew we ate curries but the fact that he called it smelly and knew where all the Pakistanis lived in our town. he knew both, I didn't think it mattered.

    I am my own worst enemy and best friend, itsa bit of a squeeze in a three-quarter bed, tho. Unhinged!? If I was a dog I would be having kittens, that is unhinged. Footloose n fancy free, forced to fit, fated to fly. One or 2 words, 3 and 3/thirds, looking comely but lonely, till I made them homely.D
  • Your first time...
     Reply #17 - September 13, 2013, 12:38 AM

    Lmao  Classic.  Awful, but classic.  Grin


    For myself, it was at home.  I can't remember how old I was exactly, but I was pretty young.  I was being introduced to my older sister who had been sent back to live in Morocco, so she wasn't there when I was born.  I was taken over there eventually to meet her, and she simply wouldn't come near me. 

    Kept crying about how dark I was, and sliding past me in hallways so that she wouldn't touch me as she went by, just in case my darkness would rub off on her.  This is a very intense memory actually, that still causes me a lot of distress.

    Indeed her racism towards me never let up, she would always make jokes about my having been dropped in a bucket of shit at birth.

    If it was just her...but no, my whole family would laugh about how dark I was compared to them.  Always tell me that I was worth less dowry, if indeed they could get any, or get a husband for me because of my colour.

    In fact, looking back, I experienced more racism from my family and my sister, than I did outside of the house, since I hardly remember racist moments from childhood, as I lived in a very ethnically mixed part of London.

    Oh, other than the Scottish neighbours who thought I was pakis, but that was not accompanied by discrimination, just the idea that I was a Paki.

    Racism...well that was from my family, and first, from my sister.


    Until your goodself posted there had been no females posting (Jibbs, not forgotten, you posted later) and then Jibbs and both it seems met racism closer to home from other females. In berbs case, I take it I can call you that? It is some next level of hate, more than the dark skin, like as if that was a convenient stick to beat you with, making you feel worthless. Whereas the lads seem to have met it from outside sources.

    Me thinking that racism and the first divider -skin colour- is quite gender based. Men get it more from other colour men, women seem to get away with it more, horny racists, as Q would say? I don't know but don't think so.

    As for your sister - evil bitch. She would be in my hell. Lol


    Glad you liked the classic, long time since I have seen that emoticon, and yes I laugh every time I read it. And it wasn't awful, for starters we didn't get beaten up, never knew that paki was a derogatory term and was befuddled on the cycle back, as to how he knew where we lived and most importantly, what I had for dinner, I mean if it was the day before, it would have been fish and chips, and I wouldn't have been so surprised and bewildered. Lol

    I am my own worst enemy and best friend, itsa bit of a squeeze in a three-quarter bed, tho. Unhinged!? If I was a dog I would be having kittens, that is unhinged. Footloose n fancy free, forced to fit, fated to fly. One or 2 words, 3 and 3/thirds, looking comely but lonely, till I made them homely.D
  • Your first time...
     Reply #18 - September 13, 2013, 12:39 AM

    I have been through it  but I think racism is all over the world, so you  can find shit people everywhere. In fact when I was in italy, I faced "racism", discrimination. I dont know why people make distinction based upon where you come from, seriously it's stupid. 
    Btw I had this italian teacher last year and I hated her. She teached us literature and about the "Divina Commedia", It was all about hell and heaven (worst book ever, I cant appreciate a book based upon on "how is written" -.-"   btw ever heard about dante alighieri?), she was so fucking crazy!! She treated me "bad", she wanted me to appreciate the italian culture and all that stuff, to believe in christianity, also my classmates noticed that strange behaviour towards me...




    Most racist teacher in secondary school was the Indian (doctor for a husband) high-class Brahmin ting going on teaching us home economics, very Pakistani agreed she was the most racist.

    I am my own worst enemy and best friend, itsa bit of a squeeze in a three-quarter bed, tho. Unhinged!? If I was a dog I would be having kittens, that is unhinged. Footloose n fancy free, forced to fit, fated to fly. One or 2 words, 3 and 3/thirds, looking comely but lonely, till I made them homely.D
  • Your first time...
     Reply #19 - September 13, 2013, 12:48 AM

    Haha. Well, I grew up black in the American south to parents who were former NOI Black Muslims….so yeah.


    Like Q says I don't understand. What does this mean? All I know is that in the deep south (good movie Southern Comfort or is it Southern Cross, bout hillbillys)the rednecks are religious and racists (some may not be religious?), Misssissipi burning - black people heavily used in slavery previously.

    But was your view of different races given to you by your parents, I mean NOI is nothing if not black power love Schooly D's , Am I black enough for you from the movie Kings of new York, where are you from HM? or was it from the outsiders. You didn't have white friends growing up. You were in Saudi??

    I had another barrier - in my home town, at the time - 75,76,77,like every muslim kid would be at that mosque,  my brother was alive, we used to go to mosque and the first time we all prayed, my brother and I raised our hands, I think it is called raffaydan, all the other kids ran up to the molvi afterwards, our actions - they didn't raise their arms - caused a commotion/consternation.

    I had just been introduced to the fact that I was a wahabi, whereas everyone else was a Sunni - my parents didn't even warn us. yeah go pray like that

    I am my own worst enemy and best friend, itsa bit of a squeeze in a three-quarter bed, tho. Unhinged!? If I was a dog I would be having kittens, that is unhinged. Footloose n fancy free, forced to fit, fated to fly. One or 2 words, 3 and 3/thirds, looking comely but lonely, till I made them homely.D
  • Your first time...
     Reply #20 - September 13, 2013, 12:58 AM

    First time I felt it, like really felt it like a punch in the fuckin gut? When I was 14 and was ridin around in a car with my friends with these girls we just met on our laps, friends of the guy drivin's sister. One friend was jokin around and asked the girl who was sitting on my lap if she would fuck me and she replied "ew no he's a sand nigger"


    Ah maan, that must have hurt. Bet after her first sand nigger she would never go back. It's like white guys I know, when they young it is all, indie music, sad dirges, Smiths, Wedding Present blah yada etc, having to fight them in the sixth form common room for control of the music - wanting to play some Prince and Electro, used to put on Indian music to really piss them off.- they go to university, come back and they are all like Dance Music Dj's. 

    Quote
    First time it actually got me thinking about systemic discrimination and got me to understand what that was all about intellectually? 18. Got arrested on an airplane, racist stewardess, blah blah blah, not going into details here but you can figure out the general idea.


    Lol, I can Imagine, not had one of these - the police sometimes, no one on the end of the phone (officialdom) wants to you a favour oh I serious time at Corfu Airport, 700 people at the terminal, peak season, 690 must have been from England or Scotland and the custom gurads pick me and one other friend to search, but that is another story.



    I am my own worst enemy and best friend, itsa bit of a squeeze in a three-quarter bed, tho. Unhinged!? If I was a dog I would be having kittens, that is unhinged. Footloose n fancy free, forced to fit, fated to fly. One or 2 words, 3 and 3/thirds, looking comely but lonely, till I made them homely.D
  • Your first time...
     Reply #21 - September 13, 2013, 01:04 AM

    Erm first... I guess when my aunt referred to me as a greasy paki to my Mum when I was a toddler, quite possible comments were made when I was younger, but can't recall those. Always knew I was different.


    That is what I meant. When you knew you were different. Lot of people can't handle it. I have an acquaintance who converted from islam to Christianity and then to Judiasm. Change the name everything. Did make me laugh as kids when brown parents called their kids to attention at the shops 'Christopher', well I was young. Couldn't stop grinning meeting my first Pakistani Christian - hello my name is Patricia - thought she looks like a paki and did not compute. But that was when I was young and dumb. Different, yes.

    Greasy paki - is this because of the tendency of old-style parents to 'thupp' some oil, yasmin oilor summat on kids heads to give it a healthy sheen? You see that happened in my time, getting called greasy. use to explain to my English friends - but they put it on their heads, they used to think it was we didn't wash our hair lol. Well anyway, a couple of years later, the wet-look was all the rage.

    I am my own worst enemy and best friend, itsa bit of a squeeze in a three-quarter bed, tho. Unhinged!? If I was a dog I would be having kittens, that is unhinged. Footloose n fancy free, forced to fit, fated to fly. One or 2 words, 3 and 3/thirds, looking comely but lonely, till I made them homely.D
  • Your first time...
     Reply #22 - September 13, 2013, 01:47 PM

    Like Q says I don't understand. What does this mean? All I know is that in the deep south (good movie Southern Comfort or is it Southern Cross, bout hillbillys)the rednecks are religious and racists (some may not be religious?), Misssissipi burning - black people heavily used in slavery previously.

    But was your view of different races given to you by your parents, I mean NOI is nothing if not black power love Schooly D's , Am I black enough for you from the movie Kings of new York, where are you from HM? or was it from the outsiders. You didn't have white friends growing up. You were in Saudi??

    I had another barrier - in my home town, at the time - 75,76,77,like every muslim kid would be at that mosque,  my brother was alive, we used to go to mosque and the first time we all prayed, my brother and I raised our hands, I think it is called raffaydan, all the other kids ran up to the molvi afterwards, our actions - they didn't raise their arms - caused a commotion/consternation.

    I had just been introduced to the fact that I was a wahabi, whereas everyone else was a Sunni - my parents didn't even warn us. yeah go pray like that


    Heh. Devisadvokat, I always have to read your posts out loud to follow them. That’s not a bad thing. I can just tell form your posts what your speaking style must be like. Written words don’t do it justice.

    Well, my mom was born in Georgia in the 40s to a large, very conservative Christian family. From what I gather from all accounts, Georgia in the 40s was much like you’d imagine it to be in terms of overt racism and the Jim Crow laws, so that most certainly had an impact on the family’s views on race.

     Some time in her early teens, the family moved up around New York—as was a common trend with black families from the south then—and by the 60s my mom was involved in Black Nationalist movements and eventually came to follow the NOI, which was most certainly an openly racist organization.

    Well, by the time I came around, my mom and dad had moved to North Carolina, which was certainly much better than Georgia of the 40s but still had that legacy of racism common in the former confederate states just beneath the surface.

    While they were fully out of the NOI movement by then, without a doubt their years of experience still impacted their views on race, particularly their views on white people. I was taught that all races were equal, but really the undertone was that white people were no better than us. There was certainly an element of resentment to it all.

    In a way, I think it did serve to boost my self confidence—for lack of a better term I guess—because I recall many occasions growing up where my black friends would come across as feeling uncomfortable, almost intimidated around white people whereas I honestly was not.

    I also didn’t really view the world in terms of race. I had plenty of friends growing up from all backgrounds—white, black, Arab, Asian, etc. Being a Muslim meant that I could always identify with a host of other cultures so I never really have  viewed myself only as culturally “black,” though that’s obviously a piece of the puzzle.

    Oh yeah, you said something about Saudi Arabia. I wasn’t raised there, Alhamdu-lillah. I was university age by the time I went there and ended up staying in the Middle East for a good amount of time afterwards.
  • Your first time...
     Reply #23 - September 13, 2013, 03:54 PM

    One of my sisters is adopted from Pakistan. One day she came home and told about having been harassed on the way to school. I think she was about eleven years old and a man had followed her and yelled: -What does your dads cock look like? My mother was sitting at the kitchen table and picked up a turned wooden leg(massive, Victorian style)from a table she was repairing and said:
    -You could have this one in your backpack and the next time he asks you pull it out and reply -Like this!, and then whack him on the head with it. Wink

    I don't remember if I just added the, it's because she's brown that this happened, at that time or if it was spoken out loud, but today I'm not sure what to make out of it. It's not like there's a shortage of nutcases out there.
  • Your first time...
     Reply #24 - September 13, 2013, 08:16 PM

    That is what I meant. When you knew you were different. Lot of people can't handle it. I have an acquaintance who converted from islam to Christianity and then to Judiasm. Change the name everything. Did make me laugh as kids when brown parents called their kids to attention at the shops 'Christopher', well I was young. Couldn't stop grinning meeting my first Pakistani Christian - hello my name is Patricia - thought she looks like a paki and did not compute. But that was when I was young and dumb. Different, yes.

    Greasy paki - is this because of the tendency of old-style parents to 'thupp' some oil, yasmin oilor summat on kids heads to give it a healthy sheen? You see that happened in my time, getting called greasy. use to explain to my English friends - but they put it on their heads, they used to think it was we didn't wash our hair lol. Well anyway, a couple of years later, the wet-look was all the rage.


    Lol possibly but if childhood pictures are anything to go by I never had the oily look. I think it was just something associated with paki's lol, like my mum would call me a dirty paki, not cos I was dirty but just because its part of the insult.

    I got that more with my scarf, before people were just curious where I was from when I said my name. But with the hijab people have this baffled look on their face like WTF?! "are you Muslim?" Naaaaaahh I just like to drape myself in black cloth in the summer. When I have the appointments its the funniest, they call my name and then they'll be confused and repeat it to me and make me read it to check its the right person.

    "Make anyone believe their own knowledge and logic is insufficient and you'll have a puppet susceptible to manipulation."
  • Your first time...
     Reply #25 - September 14, 2013, 06:25 AM

    devilsadvokat, I've had a few things going on and didn't get a chance, sorry. I think my first reaction was the same as Berbs.
    Lmao  Classic.  Awful, but classic.  Grin


    It's not that I didn't think it was true, it was more the way you put it. I could imagine a comedian on stage saying it like that. Sorry if it came across disrespectfully.

    `But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
     `Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad.  You're mad.'
     `How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
     `You must be,' said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here.'
  • Your first time...
     Reply #26 - September 14, 2013, 07:07 AM

    I can't really recall my first experience with racism. My dad was a Nazi who was an unashamed bigot and fan of Hitler. If you weren't straight white and English he didn't like you. I didn't really understand his views when I was young. My aunt (dad's sister) had a kid with a black man. You can imagine some of the things he came out with. none of it I really understood. It's early enough to be a little vague. I have a hazy memory of holding my cousin while my aunt sat near me to make sure I didn't drop him. I knew my uncle and dad hated each other but I was just to young to really grasp the concept of racism, or even race really. I knew other people looked different to me but everyone looked different than me. I was always a little paler than most people (the joys of being ginger) but I didn't grasp the concept of being defined by skin colour.

    I've had some experience with racism over the years, some of which had a huge impact on me but being white in England probably a lot less than other people here.

    `But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
     `Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad.  You're mad.'
     `How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
     `You must be,' said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here.'
  • Your first time...
     Reply #27 - September 14, 2013, 03:01 PM

    Probably when I was around 6-8. I was on a school bus, and the driver and the minder were talking. The driver was talking about some robbery/theft, and the minder asked "what colour hair did he have?", driver said "black", minder replied, "oh typical".

    At the time, I was perplexed as to why they cared what colour hair the other person had, and thought little of it. It was only until some years later, I realised it was code for skin colour.

    Having said that I haven't experienced overt racism personally here in the UK (middle eastern background) thankfully. While it is a largely tolerant society, I am aware it does exist.
  • Your first time...
     Reply #28 - September 17, 2013, 12:07 AM

    Lol possibly but if childhood pictures are anything to go by I never had the oily look. I think it was just something associated with paki's lol, like my mum would call me a dirty paki, not cos I was dirty but just because its part of the insult.


    Ahh you were called it in the sense in days gone by the Italians/Greeks/Spanish were known as greasy wops. Your mum would call you a dirt paki Huh? can you point me to your introduction to get a handle on this and what you quoted in the para below. Me no understand why? hang on - are you adopted? or are you a convert?

    But there was a culture of applying oil to Pakistani kids hair in the seventies and early eighties.

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    I got that more with my scarf, before people were just curious where I was from when I said my name. But with the hijab people have this baffled look on their face like WTF?! "are you Muslim?" Naaaaaahh I just like to drape myself in black cloth in the summer. When I have the appointments its the funniest, they call my name and then they'll be confused and repeat it to me and make me read it to check its the right person.


    You are a convert, I guess.


    I am my own worst enemy and best friend, itsa bit of a squeeze in a three-quarter bed, tho. Unhinged!? If I was a dog I would be having kittens, that is unhinged. Footloose n fancy free, forced to fit, fated to fly. One or 2 words, 3 and 3/thirds, looking comely but lonely, till I made them homely.D
  • Your first time...
     Reply #29 - September 17, 2013, 12:11 AM

    One of my sisters is adopted from Pakistan. One day she came home and told about having been harassed on the way to school. I think she was about eleven years old and a man had followed her and yelled: -What does your dads cock look like? My mother was sitting at the kitchen table and picked up a turned wooden leg(massive, Victorian style)from a table she was repairing and said:
    -You could have this one in your backpack and the next time he asks you pull it out and reply -Like this!, and then whack him on the head with it. Wink

    I don't remember if I just added the, it's because she's brown that this happened, at that time or if it was spoken out loud, but today I'm not sure what to make out of it. It's not like there's a shortage of nutcases out there.


    Dagon - what nationality are you? I can't decide between Swedish or Muslim or Non Muslim or male or female! I don't even know if you will reply, cause you are not helping out with my nostalgia for Sweden.  Cry

    I am my own worst enemy and best friend, itsa bit of a squeeze in a three-quarter bed, tho. Unhinged!? If I was a dog I would be having kittens, that is unhinged. Footloose n fancy free, forced to fit, fated to fly. One or 2 words, 3 and 3/thirds, looking comely but lonely, till I made them homely.D
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