When I was a kid, I used to be very combative when it came to fighting racism. Part of the reason had to do with attending international schools in Asia until I was 14.
Kids from all over the world can get pretty nasty towards each other along racial lines, even though you’d think the opposite might happen in a diverse group.
I took up martial arts and learned ways to cripple my opponents in a fight if necessary. It’s just in my personality to stick up for myself and others, even if it means going to the hospital or jail.
It’s easy to dismiss racism as no big deal if you’re not a minority. You don’t experience the same slights, perceived or otherwise, that frequently come your way. It happens at work, or in the grocery store, or on an airplane, or when you’re standing in line anywhere minding your own business.
Over time you become inured to the insults, but the sting never goes away. It just gets buried. You move on.
Now that I’m an adult who has gone through the system to finally have enough to live life on my own terms, people have stopped pissing me off as much.
I don’t have to kiss someone’s ass to get ahead, nor do I have to sacrifice any shred of dignity to make more money. I’ve really got nothing to complain about, so I don’t.
But when I see bullshit incidences like when a white woman called the cops on a black man after he simply asked her to leash her dog in Central Park or when a white police officer murders a black man by placing his knee on his neck for over five minutes after he cries out multiple times for help, I am outraged!
These types of situations keep happening over and over again. We need to make our voices heard. We need to share our experiences. We need to make people accountable for their actions.
I don’t know what it’s like to be a black man living in America, but I do want to share some perspective on what life is like as an Asian minority living in America. Racism was a big reason why I decided to save so much and aggressively work on my passive income streams.
The desire to have absolute choice and be beholden to no one was and still is a huge motivating factor.
I hope by sharing my experiences with racism others will share their own experiences as well. Ultimately, I hope to encourage those with racist tendencies to realize how much their actions hurt others so they can finally stop.
Every single hateful encounter I experience offline or online is from someone who has something difficult going on with their financial or personal lives. I believe that if more people at least can get their financial lives in order, some of their hate for others will slowly melt away.