Tuesday, March 28, 2006

My Morning of Train Profiling

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I got on the Q train during rush hour. It was crammed and I hadn’t had coffee yet. It was ugly but I was late and had to get on. I did something I have never done before. I looked for someone who was Asian and sitting down. I then knocked through people to get near them. Why? Because Canal Street (Chinatown) was coming up and I thought the odds were in my favor that they would get up and I would score a seat. Then I wondered if this is how racial profiling happens. And then I wondered if I was a racist? And then I thought no way am I racist because I am a lesbian. And I don’t think lesbians are able to be racist. But maybe I was prejudiced? And then I wondered if that was just as bad? I began to justify the situation by putting myself in the Asians position and realized that train profiling is different than racial profiling. Then I looked down and saw they were gone, they got off at Canal Street and I got their seat.

3 Comments:

Blogger Don Cummings said...

Yeah,
You're a racist.

1:23 AM  
Anonymous iamfunnysumx said...

Once I kissed a black man because I didn't want anyone to think I was a racist. I didn't want to kiss him.....not because he was black, but because he just didn't do it for me. Is that reverse racism?
He tried to teach me to dance, he kept telling me not to anticipate the beat.

4:15 PM  
Anonymous Madelita said...

Its called racial profiling and everyone does it, to certian degrees and of course to certian ends. Profiling does not make you racist, its how you use it that does. Being a minority in my neighborhood, I am always being profiled on the train, I dont mind.

7:49 PM  

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