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As I have done several times before, at one point this weekend I bit my tongue and said nothing when one of my in-laws said something racist.

In this case, she was explaining that she'd purchased a second cemetery plot because there were too many blacks - and I can't even begin to convey the tone of voice in which she said the word "blacks;" it mingled scandal, contempt, disgust, and a revolting just-between-us intimacy, and I cannot think of any way that tone could be used to say something that wasn't shameful - at any rate, too many blacks at the cemetery where she already owns a plot. She went on to relate a story about how someone had once stolen artificial flowers from her husband's grave.

I wanted to say something sarcastic about posthumous segregation, and I wanted to say that I was pretty sure that a white person could steal flowers just as easily as a black person. I wanted to ask her how could go on to Mass feeling like a good Christian immediately after saying such ugly things - she was actually holding her rosary while she said them.

I had made a vow, however, to prioritize Michael's dying father's comfort and his ability to bond with his grandchild over everything else that happened that weekend. And I didn't think that any good could possibly come from confronting her with her ugly and shameful behavior. So I said nothing, and after my initial horrified and disgusted glance I kept my eyes averted.

I'm sure that the incident has left her memory without making a mark, but two days later I still feel dirty. I am feeling as though I went too far in the service of family harmony.

Do you always speak up? Does one have a duty as a human being to always speak up? When do you protest, and when are you silent?

Date: 2005-11-28 05:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rivka.livejournal.com
you'd be surprised how many white family members say things like "those people" (meaning blacks) in front of me, because i'm not "them", i'm "one of us". (rolls eyes)

Oh my God. That's revolting. I'm so sorry.

Date: 2005-11-28 06:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nex0s.livejournal.com
just at this past thanksgiving i was explaining something about the history of my father's side of the family and my aunt on my maternal side asked me how i could possibly believe him that there was 1) native american blood, and 2) irish blood on that side of the family.

i asked her when had it become popular to mythologize having the irish and native americans marry?

she said i couldn't believe anything he said, and i replied that while my father does like ot exaggerate, i happen to have a box full of photographs and tapes of my grandfather talking about the family history.

she shut up then.

since this particular aunt was always the worse of the "those people" comment makers, i am still in shock that she was a SOCIAL WORKER for 35 years! i mean, WTF?!

n.

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