Racism Is Racism

Racism Is Racism

There is no such thing as reverse or opposite racism.

Our nation's history of oppression and racism is no secret. Everyone knows about slavery and the Civil War, the stigma against Muslims, and other forms of racism. The term, though, is most generally associated with Caucasians'/Whites' racism against African Americans/Blacks. Because of the tragic era of slavery in America, we still associate racism as an issue most widely faced by African Americans. So, when someone is racist against a Caucasian, it's most commonly referred to as 'opposite racism' or 'reverse racism.'

The term 'racism,' according to Dictionary.com, which primarily uses the Random House Unabridged Dictionary as a source, is most simply the "hatred or intolerance of another race or other races."

Nowhere in the dictionary definition of racism is there any mention of which race is allowed to or is most likely to be racist or which race is allowed to or is most likely to be discriminated against based on race. Racism is not only for white people, and black people are not the only race who suffer from racial hatred, discrimination, and inequality.

Just the other day, I overheard a conversation about someone being 'opposite racist' toward the white athletes in the NCAA tournament. Although I didn't say anything, this immediately rubbed me the wrong way. I know 100 percent that the person who made the comment had no bad intentions or ulterior motives when mentioning this, they just didn't know how else to describe racism against white people. Therein lies the problem. Racism against white people is racism. Racism against black people is racism. Racism against any race is simply racism as it is spelled out in the definition above.

There is no such thing as 'reverse racism' or 'opposite racism' because racism itself is not discriminatory against any particular race. Our society and our nation's people, especially millennials, because we are the population with the most potential to make change in our world, need to recognize that racism can be displayed by any race and toward any race. A certain race can even be racist against their own race, and that is not called 'self racism' or 'opposite racism' or 'backwards racism.' It is simply called racism.

I hope that everyone reading this will agree with me that racism is racism, and there is no reverse way to be racist. If you make a derogatory comment against a particular race, you are being racist, no matter what race your comment is directed toward. I also hope that everyone reading this will make an effort to be more aware of the words you choose when discussing racism. I hope that the next time you have a reason to say someone was being racist toward a white person, you consciously make an effort to say just that instead of 'reverse' or 'opposite' racism. It's time we put an end to the common notion that racism is a doctrine that may only be used against African Americans. Racism has the ability to harm all people of any and every race.

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The Coach That Killed My Passion

An open letter to the coach that made me hate a sport I once loved.

I fell in love with the game in second grade. I lived for every practice and every game. I lived for the countless hours in the gym or my driveway perfecting every shot, every pass and every move I could think of. Every night after dinner, I would go shoot and would not allow myself to go inside until I hit a hundred shots. I had a desire to play, to get better and to be the best basketball player I could possibly be.

I had many coaches between church leagues, rec leagues, personal coaches, basketball camps, middle school and high school. Most of the coaches I had the opportunity to play for had a passion for the game like I did. They inspired me to never stop working. They would tell me I had a natural ability. I took pride in knowing that I worked hard and I took pride in the compliments that I got from my coaches and other parents. I always looked forward to the drills and, believe it or not, I even looked forward to the running. These coaches had a desire to teach, and I had a desire to learn through every good and bad thing that happened during many seasons. Thank you to the coaches that coached and supported me through the years.

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Along with the good coaches, are a few bad coaches. These are the coaches that focused on favorites instead of the good of the entire team. I had coaches that no matter how hard I worked, it would never be good enough for them. I had coaches that would take insults too far on the court and in the classroom.

I had coaches that killed my passion and love for the game of basketball.

When a passion dies, it is quite possibly the most heartbreaking thing ever. A desire you once had to play every second of the day is gone; it turns into dreading every practice and game. It turns into leaving every game with earphones in so other parents don't talk to you about it. It meant dreading school the next day due to everyone talking about the previous game. My passion was destroyed when a coach looked at me in the eyes and said, "You could go to any other school and start varsity, but you just can't play for me."

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Looking back now at the amount of tears shed after practices and games, I just want to say to this coach: Making me feel bad about myself doesn't make me want to play and work hard for you, whether in the classroom or on the court. Telling me that, "Hard work always pays off" and not keeping that word doesn't make me want to work hard either. I spent every minute of the day focusing on making sure you didn't see the pain that I felt, and all of my energy was put towards that fake smile when I said I was OK with how you treated me. There are not words for the feeling I got when parents of teammates asked why I didn't play more or why I got pulled after one mistake; I simply didn't have an answer. The way you made me feel about myself and my ability to play ball made me hate myself; not only did you make me doubt my ability to play, you turned my teammates against me to where they didn't trust my abilities. I would not wish the pain you caused me on my greatest enemy. I pray that one day, eventually, when all of your players quit coming back that you realize that it isn't all about winning records. It’s about the players. You can have winning records without a good coach if you have a good team, but you won’t have a team if you can't treat players with the respect they deserve.

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Dear Oklahoma, Please Take Care Of Jalen Hurts

He's one of the good ones, we promise.


Dear Oklahoma fans, coaches, and players, please take care of Jalen Hurts.

When Hurts graduated in December of 2018, everyone in the Alabama fanbase knew that a transfer was coming soon. After showing his distinct character and loyalty to the Alabama Crimson Tide by choosing to play the 2018 season, even though he would be second in line to Tua Tagavailoa, Hurts deserves this chance to make the best decision for himself. The selection process regarding where Hurts would end up this upcoming season was kept relatively private, which of course open the doors to countless predictions from fans and analysts.

However, I can confidently say that I was not the only one shocked at his choice, but I whole-heartedly support it.

Home to two Heisman-winning quarterbacks, Oklahoma is a more than a smart choice on Hurts' behalf. Within that program, he will be given ample opportunity to improve his craft in order to put himself in the best position for a successful career post-college. The Sooners obviously have an incredible program that leads players down the best paths to be as successful as possible, and that is all Alabama fans want for our beloved quarterback.

With all this being said, I, as an Alabama fan, just ask the Oklahoma Sooners to take care of Jalen and realize how special of a player he is.

With Hurts at quarterback, you will never have to question his effort or loyalty to his teammates. He will always carry himself with grace, no matter the situation. If you give him an opportunity to succeed, he will put forth all of his effort in order to take advantage of it.

Jalen Hurts is one of the most special players, and young men, to ever wear an Alabama Crimson Tide uniform. All that we ask is that you support him as we have these past three years.

Roll Tide.


Every Alabama Fan

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