Pervasive Self-Hate

Don’t worry Black America, one “white, upper middle class, suburban woman hears and believes you” and she’s “committed to racial reconciliation and reparations in my lifetime.”

Meet Jen Hatmaker, the suburban housewife behind the Washington Post column that takes the cake for the absolute, worst response to the Baltimore riots.

Hatmaker isn’t your average White liberal feeling the burden of race guilt; in fact, she’s a devout Baptist, a proud Texan, and has a slightly conservative style. But just like the craft brew sipping, Obama voting SWPL, this suburbanite receives her views on race from professional Black grievance mongers like Ta-Nehisi Coates.

It goes without saying that Coates is one of the most insufferable writers to have ever disgraced the English language. But his pompous, cringe-inducing diatribes against White people are a huge hit among urban elves and the chattering class, and so he receives the distinction of standing as the nation’s “premier writer on race.” And now his inane views are making their way into the minds of homemakers in Texas.

Here’s some selections from this “mom of two black children”:

What do I know of oppression? I am a white girl from Texas who has had every advantage skewed my way. But, black community, I stand in solidarity with you, not just as a mom to two black children, but as a human being. I hear you, and I believe you.

Like most southerners, I am conditioned to minimize struggle and avoid conflict. (Of course, this is selective, as I am quite dramatic about my own struggle when it suits me.) MLK famously dubbed this a “negative peace,” as it is no indicator of actual societal peace, only an absence of confrontation; everyone just settle down and don’t make us uncomfortable. We whitewash 400 years of systematic oppression and then scold the black community for bearing its scars. . .

To make sense of disturbing, confusing rioting in one’s own backyard, whites must try to understand the very real generational trauma the black community has endured. Judy Wu Dominick describes the Korean word used to represent a visceral reaction to unbearable psychological pain: han. . .

While the black community polices their own rioters alongside law enforcement, perhaps rather than more white scolding, we could acknowledge the depth of pain exploding within Baltimore, Ferguson and the collective cry rising all over the country. Do we have the courage to look beyond the symptoms to the devastating source? This will take monumental humility, acknowledgement and repentance from the white community, because we cannot pretend almost 400 years of terror and state-sanctioned disadvantages were erased and mended 50 years ago.

If we condemn the Baltimore mob, we must first condemn the lynching mob. . .

I obviously cannot speak for the black community or even the collective white community (as we are sharply divided over this, too), but I can speak for myself. So here is my message to my black friends, neighbors, mentors, and colleagues:

I suspect you and I watched the riots, albeit a tiny percentage of Baltimore natives and a fraction of those peacefully assembled, and we both grieved. We know violence only begets violence, and destroying property and vandalizing a neighborhood is only going to set progress back.

We also know the cynical will throw a blanket statement over the entire city and discredit the fault lines of injustice that gave way that day. I bet we both wept as 8-year-old boys threw rocks at the police. Not another generation, God. How long?

But I hope you can hear me say this: I am not blind to the systems that delivered me to the doorstep of privilege while you were relegated to the back door. I will not sanitize the abuse and injustice that built our entire infrastructure on human misery. I won’t imagine the plight of the modern black community was born in a vacuum, as if centuries of physical, financial, occupational, and social harm bear no marks.

I simply want you to know that one white, upper middle class, suburban woman hears and believes you. I do not share your collective han, but I am grieved immeasurably by it, and I am committed to racial reconciliation and reparations in my lifetime.

There is so much work to do: relational healing, power upheaval, systemic reform from the top down and bottom up, the laborious process of education, the laborious process of intellectual honesty, the laborious process of peacemaking. But I hope we can face this work together, and on the days you are weary beyond words, remember that we exist – a whole alliance of white folks who have heard your stories and heeded your leadership, who’ve been inspired by your resilience and broken over your pain. We stand by you as co-laborers, neighbors, and mostly your friends. Together we can lessen the burden on our children’s generation until one day, through toil and courage and perseverance and unity, this good work is complete.

This article amply demonstrates Richard Spencer’s observation of the pervasiveness of White guilt. The fact that a woman like this (read: not a typical blue-haired lesbian SJW) would willfully embrace castigation for herself and her family over the apparent past sins of White people goes to show how ingrained this idea of guilt is in our folk’s psyche. Ethnomasochism isn’t just limited to antifa and sociology professors—it also extends to housewives and God-fearing Christians.

Needless to say, there’s a lot of work ahead of us to inspire race consciousness in Euro-Americans.