The Struggle for freedom lives on.

In the annals of time, where shadows intertwine, A battle rages, fierce and unyielding, For liberty’s flame, a beacon divine, Ignites hearts aflame, their spirits revealing.

From ancient warriors on blood-soaked fields, To modern souls who march with fervent might, The struggle persists, unyielding, unsealed, For freedom’s song echoes through day and night.

In whispered secrets shared 'neath moon’s embrace, Or thunderous cries that pierce the darkest skies, The fight endures, a timeless, sacred race, Where hope blooms anew, and courage never dies.

So raise your voice, oh seeker of the light, For in the struggle, we find our truest might, And though the road is steep, the path unclear, The flame of freedom burns eternal, ever near.

What are some historical examples of freedom struggles?

The Abolition of Slavery: President Abraham Lincoln recognized that freeing the South’s slaves was crucial for the Union’s victory in the Civil War. The Emancipation Proclamation (1863) applied to Confederate states, and Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address emphasized a “new birth of freedom.” The fight against slavery was a pivotal struggle for human rights.

The Civil Rights Act of 1964: The Civil Rights Movement in the mid-20th century led to landmark legislation. The Civil Rights Act of 1964 outlawed discrimination based on race, color, religion, sex, or national origin. It was a monumental stride toward equality and justice.

These struggles remind us that the flame of freedom burns eternal, inspiring generations to uphold the values of liberty and justice.

“How can a White person understand and give due recognition to the Blackness of a Black person unless that person reveals a fair amount of information about him/herself to the White person? Should White people request this, or just wait for it to emerge when the Black person chooses?”

These are good questions that many well-meaning people simply don’t know how to approach. How do we connect to our fellow human beings who are from different ethnic/racial groups and cultural traditions?

This is particularly difficult when there are hundreds of years of oppression between groups and prominent inequities remain. Without launching into a history lesson, I think it’s safe to say that there are many reasons for discomfort on both sides.

One result is that most White people do not understand the African American experience. Yet, making an authentic connection with another person means understanding, empathizing, and being able to see the world through their eyes.

Why are so many White people oblivious to the Black experience?

If you are a White person, it can be hard to imagine that your neighbor, coworker, or friend of color is living a completely different experience simply by virtue of their race. Why don't they tell you how their lives differ?

Let’s face it, talking about racial issues makes a lot of White people, well... uncomfortable. Try it. I have. Some nod politely, some bristle, some change the subject, some launch into a disconnected political rant, and others just stand in stunned silence.

We African Americans/Canadians learn early that race is not the kind of thing we can chat about with just anyone. The message we typically receive is that White people don’t want to hear it.

And the other part of this is that racism hurts. As much as I want to pretend all the angry racist hate mail that I get just rolls off my back, no one wants to be reviled. In fact, racism can be traumatic. And it hurts doubly so when those around you refuse to acknowledge it.

I don’t want other people to discount my experiences or tell me I am being too sensitive, so I just keep it to myself. It feels way too dangerous to just open up. So if you are a White person patiently waiting for a Black person to spontaneously share their experience, you may be waiting a long time.

“Don't Black people know how anxious their sensitivity makes well-meaning Whites, and how tempting it is for Whites to just avoid trouble by keeping a Black person at a social distance?”

Years ago, I read an interesting article that I never forgot because it made so much sense. It was about a phenomenon that the authors termed “Ethnocultural Allodynia” (Comas-Dias & Jacobsen, 2001).

In medicine, allodynia refers to exaggerated pain sensitivity in response to a relatively benign stimulus, which results from previous exposures to painful stimuli.

Comas-Dias and Jacobsen (2001) argue that people of color have an analogous experience, as race-related emotional injuries cause serious changes to one’s sense of self, altering how people of color relate to others through an increased sensitivity to loss.

Is it just a case of oversensitivity?

Think of it this way, if someone punches me in the arm several times, it is going to leave a pretty painful and large bruise. So if someone else were to lightly tap my arm after it’s been beaten and bruised, I might have an extreme reaction.

If my sleeve was covering this enormous bruise, the other person might have no idea why I yelped in pain. In fact, it could be argued that I was “oversensitive” to their harmless slight touch. And in fact, saying “you’re too sensitive” ends up causing even more distress, as it tells me that I shouldn’t feel hurt after all those punches.

But for the most part, when I encounter racial slights, I hold in my reactions and stifle the pain. No one is going to know that I’m hurting. This is because if I show any negative emotional reaction, I risk being called something even worse than oversensitive.

All that is to say, I think most Black people are holding in much more pain than they are letting out. If I broke down and cried after every racial slight, I’d be a pretty non-functional basket case.

In fact, research shows that the vast majority of African Americans still experience plenty of discrimination and at great personal cost, both mentally and physically (Clark, Clark & Williams, 1999; Cokley, Hall-Clark, & Hicks, 2011). Black people in America/Canada have had to develop a thick skin.

So don’t tell me not to be sensitive. I actually wish I had that luxury, but I don’t. When I get upset over how I’m treated, not too many White people are going to put their arms around me and say, “There, there, I feel your pain.”

I just get labeled as oversensitive or as the despicable ABW, which warns White people to keep their distance. So by necessity, I have a small and trusted network of confidantes — people who will listen to me vent so I can be normal around everyone else. (And by "normal," do I mean passive, servile, non-threatening, and invisible? Hmm).

This brings me back to the first point. How can a White person really understand? Social distance is clearly not the answer as it only perpetuates this broken system of pain, suspicion, and withdrawal.

The good news is that it’s not mission impossible. Black and White people can learn to understand each other with patience, effort, and care. It’s not easy, but it's worth it.

So, what does an African American/Canadian want?

So how to answer the question, “What Does an African American/Canadian Want?” I can’t speak for all African Americans/Canadians, but I can tell you what I want — an authentic connection.

That means I want you to understand my experience. I want you to ask hard questions and not judge me when I give you the hard truth. I want you to take the time and effort to see the world as I do. I want to be seen as a whole person and not a stereotype. I want you to know how being an American/Canadian can be both a source of pride and pain.

I want you to understand the harm caused by discrimination and join me in speaking out against injustice and inequity. I want you to embrace cultural differences rather than merely tolerate them. I want you to celebrate with me the strengths and beauty of my culture. I want you to cry with me when racism and hatred win.

I want to be able to connect with you as someone who is both different and the same. I want you to understand that differences are what make us special and the similarities are what make us human.


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