RaceFail took place in January 2009. Some of it is documented on the feministSF wiki. I watched from the sidelines, sad to see people I like and respect at each others throats. In the aftermath, people have stopped blogging or deleted journals altogether. I imagine much wound-licking is going on and the long-term damage remains to be seen.
The fallout from RaceFail continues and will probably continue to be felt for months, if not longer. Hurt lingers and pain flares.
I’m not even sure what’s being argued about anymore. I didn’t know if I should keep my mouth shut or add to the fervor. In the end, I waited and read through what had already been said. There’s already been too much noise in the signal.
I’m a relative nobody; my words carry no literary weight behind them. Take them for what they are: heartfelt and sincere.
I don’t care if you’re a boy or girl, both or neither. I love you as a person.
I’m not going to treat you different if you’re black, white, yellow, red or green (but I’ll give you a hug if you’re feeling blue).
I care about your experiences, because they define you as a person. I won’t belittle them because I can’t relate to them. Please write about them, so that I can learn from your history.
I’m sorry sexism and racism exist. I wish I could make them go away but I can’t. I can influence those around me and hope that they do the same.
Very well said.
Hi. I don’t know who you are. And I’m completely new to this whole racefail thing. But I just wanted to say that sometimes just plain decency and kindness are the best medicine. And for that reason I loved this blog post. Thanks. Spread lovingkindness.
I agree with Lauren. I, too, am a total stranger, and hope you don’t mind my commenting on your blog. This was lovely and humane and very well expressed. Found you when googling “racefail”.