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The unbearable whiteness of... everything

Written by Mr. Currywurst.

I have recently come across an article titled "the unbearable whiteness of hiking".

I couldn't help but thinking once more of that famous phrase by Martin Luther King Jr. in 1963:

“I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.”
A phrase we all wanted to live by, and we were doing pretty well. Of course life wasn't perfect and discrimination or racism were present, but up to a few years ago in the West we managed to live in a relatively fair society where the percentage of your melanin was irrelevant. What mattered in most of the cases was merit and something often ignored: public consumption.

Let me explain: back then if you had a skill or knowledge you were prone to be successful, get promoted or merely get the job you were looking for. As for other less relevant activities public consumption was the driving force: people wanted to see, do or consume certain forms of art or items based on the aspects they could identify with. What is wrong with that?

Who prevents blacks or other groups from doing what they like? Why do we want to see them doing things some might not relate to?

...and then I had the idea to check if there were more complaints about the "unbearable whiteness" of anything, and what I found was truly disgusting:

And last, but not least: Milk. That racist, oppressive liquid from the Ku Klux Klan!

There is something I can't understand and I hope one day someone could shed some light on the issue: If you hate yourself and you have negative opinions about your own existence as a person and you keep talking about yourself in the worst possible way all the time, it is clear that you have serious psychological problem and you will be adviced to go to therapy. However, if you hate your country, your culture and literally operate against your people as a real traitor, then you are a progressive, good person.

If that isn't madness, tell me what it is!
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