Growing up in Oakland, California, one of my best friends was a guy
named Richard. We went to the same schools from Elementary, Junior
High, and High School. The event I will mention in this article took
place during our Senior year at Skyline High School in Oakland in
1971.
Before I go into
that I need to give you some background information.
Me and Richard were
best friends. We were inseparable. We did everything together. Now
remember this started in 1964 when we moved to live in the Oakland
hills near Sequoia Country Club.
Back then we didn’t
have the stupid racial bullshit we have today. I am White. Richard is
Black. We were like twins only different skin colors.
It was maybe when me
and Richard were in either 9th Grade in Junior High or in
10th Grade in High School when my mother walked up to me
while I was alone in the house, as Richard just left to return home,
and she said the following:
Mother: Andy I just
noticed something.
Me: What?
Mother: Richard is
Black.
Me: Yeah and
Richard has been black since we became friends in 1964 so your point
is?
Mother: I just
never noticed he was Black.
For me that was a
good thing. My parents didn’t look at others as White, Black,
Asian, Hispanic, or something else. They looked at them as people.
So what happened in
1971 during our Senior year at Skyline High School? I drove to school
and was walking past the Administration building where our flagpole
was located. I noticed about 10 to 15 Black students marching around
the flagpole chanting things about equal rights, equality, and saying
things like they were under-privileged. I saw Richard, my best friend
of seven years, marking around the flagpole with a sign that said I’M
UNDER-PRIVILEGED.
I walked up to the
group marching around the flagpole and up to Richard. I asked Richard
how he can hold a sign saying he is under-privileged when his father,
as a Deputy Sheriff with Alameda County makes more than my father who
woks as an Electrician for the City of Oakland. I also asked Richard
since we both live in the same well-do-do rich people neighborhood of
Oakland, and his house was nicer than our house in the same
neighborhood, how can he say he is under-privileged.
Richard’s answer:
ANDY YOU JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND.
My response: YOU
KNOW WHAT RICHARD? I GUESS I DON’T UNDERSTAND.
I turned and walked
away. I lost my best friend and never got to hook up with him again.
Today we see the
same bullshit where people are being brainwashed into believing
things that are not true and they mistreat others based on their
false assumptions.
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