I was catching up with a friend over lunch yesterday when he brought up something really interesting… alright it may not be as interesting as it may be distressing to the minorities here. Or to the Indians at least, but that’s based on my belief that my opinion is representative of most others’ on the topic. Damn, all these disclaimers. You know what, if you’re in agreement that’s good, if you’re offended then, well that sucks for you.
My friend had gone on an Eastern Europe tour a few weeks ago (that lucky bitch) and had posted a picture on his Insta story one day, with an Australian woman and her mother whom he got acquainted with during the trip. Now, in his own words, my friend does not usually get direct messages from his followers often, but following that update to his story, he got replies from at least 10 different people, all of them being approving and even congratulatory. That got us discussing a little more on people’s inclination towards particular groups of people, and one of his interesting insights on it was related to art. He explained how historical art pieces are valued higher the older they are – a piece that was painted in the 1920s would fetch a higher price than one painted in the 1990s. When I thought about this on the ride home, I wondered the following in my head, whether they make sense or not:
Does that mean that if I were to post a picture with a white person, that picture is considered to be more desirable than when I post a picture with someone of my own race?
Doesn’t it then imply that I am of lesser value myself than the white person in the picture with me?
Should I somehow be deserving of praise just because I manage to ”score” a photograph with a person whose skin is fairer than mine?
What determines these people to be the ”superior race” and what exactly is my advantage, should I decide to exclusively acquaint or forge and maintain relationships with this ”superior race”?
When I say particular groups of people, speaking from my own interactions and observations as an Indian born in Singapore, the multi-racial country (or so they say), I refer to an extensive favouritism towards the Caucasians and then some for the Chinese, naturally because they’re the majority here. For example, I have had some Indian people ask me, especially when I was a teenager, what race are most of my friends from. I have also heard some stuff like, in boastful tones of voice (yes I have to mention that) ”oh he is a really good boy… his friends are all Chinese too”. Like that second part of the sentence is indicative of the former. If I were that boy, I would be offended.
I realised then that there was this conception among people that if you are Indian and you had more Chinese than Indian friends, you’re doing something right. Also, although I have not heard any one from my own circle tell me this, apparently some Indian men out there only exclusively date non-Indian women. See, I completely understand having your own reasons for the people that you choose to date but if your reasons include beliefs about how Indian women are somehow inferior to women of other races then you belong to an extremely immature, therefore, a despicable class of men. Oh and bring a Caucasian into any of these pictures, the Chinese then have to drop a rank themselves because well, White Supremacy, duh.
Fortunately for me, my circle of friends is a very diverse one. My best of friends are Indian, Chinese and Malays, yeah no kidding. Not to brag (something one says before bragging) but I believe I have done and I’m always doing something right when I’m not only making friends but even while merely interacting with people. I see each person as an individual. My judgments are largely based on the vibes that I get from someone, which pretty much means character. Not how good the person looks or which country they’re from, but the kind of topics they talk about, if they have more bad things to say than the good, if they complain too much, do they keep speaking about other people, do they pass too many remarks on the superficial stuff and does it seem like they’re saying things just to spite you. These are the things about someone that makes me want to walk the opposite direction, when I see him or her again.
Like this wasn’t enough, even one’s choice of holiday destination seems to be classified into ”upper” or ”lower” classes. Earlier this year, one of the closest people to me appeared extremely shallow when she was expressing her intense envy for her brothers who were leaving her out from a vacation in Denmark, because she had just come back from a trip to Phuket herself. She remarked something about her trip being nothing in comparison (bitch had gone on a trip with ME), because Denmark is… well Denmark? Speaking of holidays, I shall save my thoughts on the currently overrated concept of Wanderlust in my next post.
If you segregate your friends or judge people around you solely based on their race, skin colour, what country they’re from or what continents they have visited on holidays, you need to grow the hell up and away from the herd mentality, it’s about time you developed some morals of your own, for god’s sake.