I was out to dinner with my older daughter last night when I heard this comment come from behind me. It was a young woman who said it; from further discussion I overheard, she was of college age. She spoke quite loudly, enough for me to hear from several feet away. Interested in her commentary on racism, I listened. My daughter asked, “What are you doing?” “Eavesdropping,” I replied. “But I thought we weren’t supposed to do that.” I smirked, and explained that most of the time it’s not what we should do, but when someone is talking very loudly, and about something that might be questionable, at times it is okay. I’ll stand by that.
The girl continued on, telling her two table mates, her mother and brother I assume, that her school has a black sorority and fraternity. This is when I knew for sure the conversation would take a turn. And it did. She said, “I mean, they seem to always get theirs, when do we get our special stuff?” (more…)