Thursday 15 March 2018

Being colour blind



Subject: Being colour blind.
I am Black, you are White, she is Yellow, he is Brown what is the significance.
Of course it's an indication of where I come from, although in this world of easy and convenient migration it bares less and less relevance, especially in the western world where economic migration is most common but colour is still used as a cultural marker.
The cultures of Africa and Asia are assumed to be an integral part of the person who comes from that part of the world and the colour of a persons skin and the evolutionary facial differences which have developed, signify a difference which we are often likely to be prejudiced against.
Culture can be fascinating and whilst helping to identify a person in the likely way they will respond to questions of faith, food, the importance of education, perhaps the work ethic, we would seriously misjudge a persons character purely on ethnicity.
And yet we do. We do judge people on the colour of their skin and in this way it can be claimed that racism is bad or at least a poor indicator of that other human trait, compassion and tolerance.
Compassion and tolerance, the ability to feel good will towards another human being irrespective of your intimate knowledge of him, is a mark of a civilised society.
There is also the matter of not being conversant with another persons culture and of how important his cultures norms are to him or her. My agnosticism does not trump his belief system, in fact the disregard for other people's likes and dislikes is at the root of much of the disharmony in the world regardless of colour. Colour only accentuates the presumption that we will differ in our belief system due to these variances in the way we were brought up and the values we gain throughout our childhood.
Difference leads us into asking questions which are unnecessary when there is a sense of conformity and oneness, questions which in the very asking indicate a presumption of "them and us".
"Them and us" leads to a judgement call, am I right or are they wrong, a foolish question since there is no plausible answer. 
The culture we grew up in is the product of centuries of assimilation.  It is not a binary process but a multifaceted experiential process still in progress. Worn like a stone in a fast flowing river to a shape and form made smooth by the passage of time so our culture defines us. Importing another dissimilar culture has the effect of disrupting the flow of the river producing eddies and turbulence with unforeseen consequences far downstream.
The accelerated rise in multiculturalism means we are rapidly approaching a crossroad, there will be no turning back, the forces which made us what we are. Dissipating under the force of a more determinant cultures than libertarian Christianity which has no answer to a harsher, more dominant religious servitude. The Muslim faith and it's hands on approach to the individuals daily life within its community cements is a powerful foe. 
"Love thy brother as thyself" assumed a homogeneity in which thy brother was a recognisable neighbour. Being an island the nations ability to assimilate was not difficult and generally there was common understanding as to the acceptable norms within the society. Now we are stricken to silence and hold our voice when we see the flourishing growth of different norms built on patriarchal views which for decades had withered in an attempt to find a more equitable society. Whilst the feminists fight the unwanted hand on the knee, a hand on the throats of all they fought for is close at hand, closer than they think and yet being the good multiculturalists they are it's impossible to voice opinions against any culture other than ones own.
 

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