Blogging is personal

I’ve told myself time and again that I blog for a few friends, and don’t really care too much about what others think of me, my blog, or my opinions.

But a comment left here today by Ivan did get under my craw.  I think I responded well, and I appreciate a couple of regulars sticking up for me in the comments.

But I am curious why Ivan made the assumptions he did about me?  Or was it about me, or just his experience in general?  Are people really that blatantly racist?  And if so, where?  I see VERY little racism in San Antonio (now I know, minorities see it often – what I mean is, I don’t see any blatant display of racism here).

We have the second largest Martin Luther King Day parade in the country – and most of the marchers are not black.  Our black population is well under 10%, I think – yet we have a huge MLK celebration.

We have a huge Hispanic population that is appreciated.  I just don’t see overt racism here.

I admit I have seen isolated cases of racism – but there are uneducated people everywhere.

Perhaps it is the experiences I have had in my life that lead me to not look for racism.  I was in the Navy, and spent a lot of time stationed with or married to the Army.  The populations of black there were well over the ~10% they are here in San Antonio.

I think my experience living in San Francisco in 1986-89 also taught me to become immune when it comes to homosexuality.  It just doesn’t bother me.  I don’t think it should bother anyone.  Just like a black person, or Asian, or Hispanic should not bother anyone.  You cannot know a person because you can see they are Black, or white, or Asian, or Hispanic – or Gay.  You can only know them when you get to know them.

Any phobias I had were overcome by experience and education.  I assume then that those that are still homophobic, or racist, are just under-educated and lacking experience.  I don’t consider them idiots or morons, and I don’t dislike them.  In fact, I pity them.  Without the opportunities I have had in my life to meet people of many cultures and races I too might be more ignorant.  Instead I am not only tolerant, but accepting.  My acceptance of others has been the key to most of the successful things I have ever accomplished in life.  I am extremely proud that I don’t have “Black friends” or “Mexican friends” or “gay friends”  — or “white friends”.  I just have friends.  And all of them, regardless of sexual persuasion or ethnicity have helped me to become a better person in one way or another.

Yes, blogging is personal.  I don’t normally take it that way – but being accused of being a racist is too personal to not respond to. 

I’m done with this topic.  I think it is a problem that exists only because people allow it to – and I often find that many of those who complain the loudest have the most to prove.



  1. One thing my ex once told me is that for those of us who are NOT black or hispanic or <fill in name of minority> of COURSE we don’t see the injustices, the little things that happen all the time that make a difference.What most folks do in those instances however is just 1) ignore the offender if at all possible (which is not the same as noting and filing away the experience) 2) insisting that folks look at them for who they ARE, not what you see. And honestly, that is what we all strive for, isn’t it? It truly doesn’t always happen and I have come to the conclusion that I must simply accept what my ex tells me as truth. Certainly, as a female in IT I have had my personal challenges but I feel like it made me a stronger person so I don’t mind them now nearly as much when I was younger.My opinions, for what it is worth. 😉