Whites, particularly Anglos literally cannot help it. I swear, an innate urge to destroy anyone except for themselves is in their blood like they’re Tolkien orcs or something.
downplay racism by parading their POC loved ones
common for whites to view “befriending” or marrying token nonwhite people as an act of colonial/imperial domination while simultaneously trying to cynically use their “loved one” as a shield
obviously the most toxic of dynamics are at play within such relationships
I want to learn more about this dynamic from an academic point of view. This has to have a formal name, I’ve experienced it myself (though I have never had the gall to tell those people that I see through them) so many times.
I believe the proper term is called “white sexual imperialism”
I have family like his wife. One of them is my own cousin who married this woman that makes illegals immigrant jokes to his face when he’s a brown Guatemalan. But hey, at least he got the blond girl he always wanted!
I wonder if she calls him “one of the good ones”.
She sort of does. I’ve overheard her telling him to correct people when they call him a Mexican because “you’re better than that”
Holy fuck why is he like this?
It’s so weird to care. Even in the positive it’s so weird to care. I was an adult before I ever thought about my parents being different races. The challenges they faced were because of weird people thinking weird things in their little brains filled with worms.
I hate the “I have a black friend I’m not racist” argument so much. Like it’s not gonna stop anyone from calling you a racist
We can have all the white friends in the world, and somehow that will never prove we aren’t woke.
Time to start employing this whenever some chuds trots out the “reverse racism” argument: “I can’t be racist against whites, I have white friends!”
British member of parliament btw
He was being somewhat sarcastic in all fairness but based on everything else he’s said in his idiotic career I’d call it more of a schrodingers asshole move.
why is he so red
As a mayoman myself, honestly that’s just how it is sometimes. Like drunk octopi we randomly shift between the color of marshmallow and the color of a delicate rose, with the occasional dip into angry grape territory
ugh, sometimes with random fucking patches of color 😑 love being covered in blotches if I’m a little too warm or feeling strong emotion, and the absolute best is getting the bright red muzzle when I cry
Mayo blotch gang rise up! I get them if I drink booze too fast.
He’s furious that his kids aren’t white. Classic gammon response
