What is minority
but a word
to describe the absense
of a colour
a gender
a race


6 thoughts on “minority

  1. It’s funny because when you think of it the minority is the majority in the sense that the groups of people making up the group Minority out numbers the group that makes the majority.

    Colored verses White. I think Colored out numbered by a landslide but yet they are still the minority. I find that so funny. =)

    People will always try to tell you who and what you are, but what do you think you are?

  2. Yeah, I’ve had that thought, too, that if we the “minority” (whether that be by race, face, gender, class, ability, etc.) could band together we would be able to make issues that affect us important. I still think that’s true, but now I’m starting to see things I hadn’t before like how racism and discrimination intersect with other issues like gender and class or how that it’s not just a numbers game, but a game of power structure where the people on the bottom are treated as inferior to those on top.

    I’m glad you got a chance to read this post, too because you I actually messed up on the original. I meant to make this poem “majority” and to explore what the identity of “whiteness” is in our culture today. Thanks for bringing me back to it.

    As for what I think I am…I think that’s a funny question because I think who I truly am spiritually, metaphysically and on some greater level is something/someone different than whatever/whoever I think I am. But at the same time I think I am a Chinese-Canadian who is not 50% Chinese or 50% Canadian but 100% Chinese and 100% Canadian.

  3. I love that you say you are 100 percent Canadian and 100 percent Chinese because as a West Indian -American, (my parents were West-Indian Immigrants,) I never was able to claim half of anything. I remember feeling very much out of place amongst my peers who were either full westindian or full American. I wasn’t current with American fashion and music nor was I totally familiar with Westindian history. My accent was slightly different and I behaved differently. I never really felt bad about being different but it did make socializing awkward at times. I find that most of us can say that we are 100 percent of many things.

    You are definitely right about race and gender and even class are linked together. It has become way too grey and complex to just pin point and separate the three. However, I feel we still make excuses for example: using classism to justify racism and sexism to justify classim etc.

    Where did most discrimination originate from? The love of money so it all boils down to power, just like you mentioned. If we all realize how selfish human nature is we can see that it’s not only the so called racist that are money hungry but even the oppressed who want to free themselves from oppression are using the means of the oppressors to oppress others.

    I know I might end up rambling so i’ll end it here LOL.
    I can see what you mean when you say this poem was about the majority. Either way I think it says the same thing. =)

  4. If you can make sense of my rambling, then I think I can make sense of yours. :P

    West-Indian heritage in the states is a very interesting combination. I’m amazed that you’re able to find stability in your ethnic identity in a place that can sometimes be fragmented and chaotic (at least from what I’ve gathered from my own fragmented experiences in America). If I may ask, whereabouts are you from in the USA? And the West Indies?

  5. I currently live in NYC and my mother is Barbudan ( not Bajan or Bermudan, It’s actually the sister Island of Antigua and very much independent.) and my father is Antiguan.

  6. That’s cool. How is the Barbudan and Antiguan community represented in NYC? I’ve heard you can taste any food in the Big Apple, but I wonder if that’s still true for West Indian food – or culture for that matter.

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