#racial

Eva burst out laughing, remembering the complete wardrobe makeover she'd had to perform on Alexei after she opened his closet and found some of the busiest open-collared, polyester dress shirts known to man. ↗

— Theodora Taylor

#interracial-romance #love

If Southern white men are not careful, they will overreach themselves and public sentiment will have a reaction; a conclusion will then be reached which will be very damaging to the moral reputation of their women. ↗

— Ida B. Wells-Barnett

#interracial-interactions #lynching #men

While stationed in Fort Jackson, I experienced racial prejudice for the first time and came to the understanding that humans are not born with prejudice, but learn prejudice. Back home in South Dakota, I only knew one black American. The Scandinavians in my community treated him just like any other Swede; my family considered him a friend. My parents taught me, and I believed that all men are equal because God created all men in His image. One day during a week end furlough, I boarded a crowded city bus. As I walked down the aisle, I looked for an open seat. Looking towards the rear of the bus, I noticed three huge, young black men sitting on a bench in the back. I decided to squeeze onto the bench with them. As I sat down, a woman said in a very loud voice, "What is that white soldier doing in our part of the bus?" Neither my life experiences nor my education prepared me for what I experienced walking the streets of Fort Jackson. I saw water fountains for whites only, barbershops for blacks only, and separation for most aspects of Southern living. I discovered that the feelings of prejudice ran deeply amongst many of the people that we encountered. In fact, the blacks even trained separately from the whites during our military preparation, even though we all worked towards defending the United States of America. ↗

— Oliver Omanson

#black-americans #black-soldiers #bus-segregation #fort-jackson #racial-prejudice

I prescribe a quick jerk off in the shower and a return to sanity. (Dr. Hugo Peralta) ↗

— Kate Richards

#f-m-f #interracial-romance #menage-romance #paranormal-romance #shapeshifter-romance

I don't think there's a whole lot of class literature at all. I think most of that has become racially based, and people don't think of it as being class literature. ↗

— Sherman Alexie

#become #being #class #i #i think

What we call soul has been around a long time. It comes out of a particular culture that is African in origin, but influenced by 250 years of slavery, as well as other forms of racial oppression. ↗

— Roy Ayers

#around #been #call #comes #culture

I have the utmost respect and 'aloha' for black people - who have already suffered so much due to racial discrimination and acts of hatred. ↗

— Duane Chapman

#already #black #discrimination #due #hatred

During the decades after Brown v. Board of Education there was terrific progress. Tens of thousands of public schools were integrated racially. During that time the gap between black and white achievement narrowed. ↗

— Jonathan Kozol

#after #between #black #black and white #board

Racial segregation has come back to public education with a vengeance. ↗

— Jonathan Kozol

#come #education #public #public education #racial

Sometimes you look at yourself in the mirror, any mirror, and you wonder why that nose looks as it does, or those eyes--what is behind them, what depths can they reach. Your flesh, your skin, your lips--you know that that face which you behold is not yours alone but is already something which belongs to those who love it, to your family and all those who esteem you. But a person is more than a face or a bundle of nerves and a spigot of blood; a person is more than talking and feeling and being sensitive to the changes in the weather, to the opinions of people. A person is part of a clan, a race. And knowing this, you wonder where you came from and who preceded you; you wonder if you are strong, as you know those who lived before you were strong, and then you realize that there is a durable thread which ties you to a past you did not create but which created you. Then you know that you have to be sure about who you are and if you are not sure or if you do not know, you have to go back, trace those who hold the secret to your past. The search may not be fruitful; from this moment of awareness, there is nothing more frustrating than the belief that you have been meaningless. A man who knows himself can live with his imperfections; he knows instinctively that he is part of a wave that started from great, unnavigable expanses. ↗

— F. Sionil José

#nationalism #racial-pride #change