White HuffPo Writer: I Was So Ashamed of My Whiteness That I Didn't Want Children
Ali Michael is a young writer for the Huffington Post. That's bad enough in itself, but it gets even worse. You see, she's a white lady who hates... whites. Herself included. As she explains in a recent piece about her views on race:
I definitely experienced this. There was a time in my 20s when everything I learned about the history of racism made me hate myself, my Whiteness, my ancestors… and my descendants. I remember deciding that I couldn’t have biological children because I didn’t want to propagate my privilege biologically.
If I was going to pass on my privilege, I wanted to pass it on to someone who doesn’t have racial privilege; so I planned to adopt. I disliked my Whiteness, but I disliked the Whiteness of other White people more. I felt like the way to really end racism was to feel guilty for it, and to make other White people feel guilty for it too. And then, like Dolezal, I wanted to take on Africanness. Living in South Africa during my junior year abroad, I lived with a Black family, wore my hair in head wraps, shaved my head. I didn’t want to be White, but if I had to be, I wanted to be White in a way that was different from other White people I knew. I wanted to be a special, different White person.
The nut extraordinaire goes on to explain that, after this period of intense hate, she concluded that it's OK to be white... as long as you're "the right sort of white." What this means exactly isn't clear, but it probably means you have to be a self-hating liberal WASP who feels guilty all day long about everything your ancestors may have done wrong -- or not, since the majority of whites didn't own slaves, of course, only a very small minority did. But hey, they could have had slaves, so that's enough for little miss Ali.
Of course she conveniently forgets that many African slaves were sold to white slavers by their fellow Africans, but, you know, who cares about cold hard facts like that? Whiteness = evil. Black = good. Pure and simple.
All of that having been said, I won't argue with her on her unwillingness to have children. One Ali Michael and one Rachel Dolezal are enough for the whole of mankind -- whether they'd be black, yellow, red, or white.