Perspectives on Race

A Discussion about Events Concerning Race


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The other day in class the topic came up about people judging their neighbors when they move in based on their race and nothing else. From this conversation, the idea arose about knowing your neighbors without even having talked to them before. To an extent, I understand this concept, because in my neighborhood there is one specific woman who is extremely friendly and often gets to know the neighborhood newcomers before anyone else and then anyone else she talks to in the neighborhood gets the whole rundown shortly thereafter. That being said, it generally takes a long while for this information to circulate and become common knowledge, and on top of that, even the most friendly neighbors don’t truly know anybody from an introductory conversation. What I mean to say is that it takes time to really know whether or not someone is a good person, and anyone who immediately judges a family that moves into a neighborhood is being ignorant and making an irrational judgement call. This is true regardless of the involvement of race in the situation. However, judging a new family in the neighborhood based entirely on their race just makes this practice even worse.


Written by iAnsw3R

February 11, 2010 at 9:23 pm

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  1. I agree that race should not be what is the deciding factor or the first thing that a neihborhood should talk about when deciding on the status of a new neighbor. I also know that almost every neighborhood no matter how large or small, will gossip about neighbors, it is just human nature. Look at Facebook,and the facebook stalkers, again while relatively harmless it is about the same practice as neighborhood gossip.


    February 12, 2010 at 5:33 am

  2. When i moved into my second house back in Miami, we became really good friends with our next door neighbors, we’d go over for cookouts hang out on the weekends (we lived on a lake) give each other Christmas presents and remember birthdays, and then two houses down from ours moved in a Cuban family, a man, his wife and their kid. My family became friends with them, and after that it was like a neighbor breakup, our next door neighbors cut off communication, planted huge bushes along the fence and never invited us over again. Maybe they dont like cubans, but to cut off communication because we became friends with them, really surprised me. Like you’re saying it takes a while to tell if a person is a good person, i would have never thought they wouldnt be nice good people.


    February 13, 2010 at 8:17 pm

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