I'm a Becky
Well, my real name is Rebecca, but I've always gone by Becky. Recently, I learned that Becky has become a term for an ignorant, racist white woman. My initial reaction was to be offended. Then I remembered: I grew up in a very white suburb that was once a sundown town I've asked to touch a POC's hair I've rapped along with K-Dot and Junglepussy... "ni**as" and all I've giggled at the viral reactions of Sweet Brown and Antoine Dodson I've described people or things as "ghetto" and "ratchet" I've said, "Well, it doesn't bother [one POC]" as a defense for something I'm ashamed to admit all this, but admitting you have a problem is the first step to solving it. Shit, I never even saw my own whiteness before I met my husband. Up until that point, white was the natural default -- it was everyone else who was different. Then I, along with many other Whites learned (shamefully late, might I add) that unarm...