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19 September 2006 @ 10:35 pm
Most teenage girls don't argue with their parents on racism  
This is a conversation I had with my mother, translated from Korean:

Mother: In the Bible it says that black men were created as dirty, lazy beings, yellow-skinned men as hard working, and white men as pure and above all.

Me: ...I've read the Bible. Where does it say that?

Mother: I'll show you.

Mother: *reads the first page of the Bible about the creation*

Me: So, the whole black man, yellow, and white man thing is word of mouth from people in Jesus' time?

Mother: The truth was spread through word of mouth.

Me: It's not directly from Jesus or God is it? Why should we take it as a "truth" then?

Mother: ...*goes on a rant*

Mother: Catholicism is the root of Christianity -- the basic beliefs are same throughout the branches.

Me: Yes, but you're saying the whole racist sterotype is the same throughout.

We get into a big fight and my mother screams at me that the sterotypes are true from her experiences with black people -- that they are gross, lazy, and overall bad people. Well, she works at Walmart and an air force, so she doesn't get around a lot. I argue that people are different no matter their race -- there's bad apples in every basket. She says there's a lot less in Asians.

Finally, I yell at her that the branches of Christianity aren't identical, that some of them wouldn't buy that racist bullshit and she yells back, saying she'll take me to mass on Sunday and I can ask the priest about it.

Me: Oh, so I guess I can go ask the priest if black people are awful people.

It seems like she misses the point entirely of my argument. I didn't argue that the basic fundamental beliefs of Christianity aren't the same -- I argued that that one passage in the Korean Bible wasn't true for all other types of Bibles.

Then the conversation takes on new seeping levels of stupidity:

Mother: In LA black people killed and attacked Korean people at Koreatown in the 1990s!

Me: Oh, and Koreans don't have the power to kill other Koreans as well?

Mother: Koreans wouldn't kill each other!

Me: *gapes* *starts laughing* Have you been even watching the news?! If you have a gun, you can kill someone!

Mother: Shut up and go to bed.

Then we end with me shutting my door and feeling like I wanted to throw up, break something, or cry. Breaking something would just get me in deeper shit and crying is for babies, but a few tears leeked.

It's just... god. My parents consider me the rebel kid, the punk who was such a good daughter when she was little -- now having "revolutionary" beliefs and going against her parents' ideals. Fucking hell, they just want me to be a brainless sheep who scores perfect on every fucking assignment, quiz, and test in my entire academic history.

Screw that. I know what I believe in and I'd rather live in conflict than ignorance. I believe in human equality, believed it since I was little when I made a friend with a black kid after my mother warned me against making friends with blacks. I don't cling in a crowd of Asians just because I'm an Asian -- I hang out with people I tolerate, despite backgrounds.

You can't break me of that belief. Ever.

I have difficulty believing sometimes how I became such a liberal thinker in a family full of traditional conservatives. It wasn't like I wasn't influenced -- hell yes, but even before I knew anything, I kind of such had a sense of "right" and "wrong".

Really, I'm not even a true Christian. I believe in science much more than religion. It's funny how my parents obliviously try to make me understand concepts at school that are enforcing my opinion on religion.
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