"This company’s policies are evil, so I won’t buy from them" - yes okay
"This company’s policies are evil, so I’ll let the $8/hr customer service staff know just how I feel" - please no
I am privileged.
I’m a woman, a female, a person of color, brown, I am Arab, Muslim, a follower of a controversial religion and sect.
All these are labels that have been either put on or I label myself with on a day to day basis. Yet not once have I been told I am privileged. On Tumblr, I am seen as one of the most oppressed people in the whole world because I don’t live in a super power nation, nor am I white or a male atheist. I am seen as oppressed and seen as a victim, over and over again… and if I say something that doesn’t feed the victim complex Tumblr has a fetish for, then I must be a white man.
But let me tell you, Tumblr, that I am indeed privileged. I am a privileged person of color. I am a privileged woman of color with an education, with her own salary, and a home to call her own, a privileged woman with many people respecting me and treating me as their equals. Most of all, I am privileged by the lifestyle my parents have provided me with their own hard work in the Middle-East, in a country that’s less that 400 years old.
So why is it that you, Tumblr, need to make me out as a victim when I already know I was a victim of certain things before I discovered that I am not what society wants me to be. I am what I shall become through my own pursuit. So why is it that you must label me with a label such as “Victim” and “Oppressed”, and dump in a pile of races and ethnicities called “People of Color” as if we stand united with one another against the “white man” when we cannot stand united amongst ourselves.
Why must you label me as someone who needs to be dependant, submissive, weak, fragile, scandalized, fetishized, objectified, and the list goes on and on but not a word is a synonym to strong, independent, progressive, or even remote privileged?
I face my own types of discrimination through life as a person who doesn’t look Arab enough, who wears the hijab outside the house, who speaks different in other foreign languages similar to the “Terrorists”. I am still discriminated again as a woman who is widely thought to be a person good enough for kitchen duty and child making, yet I do not conform to those beliefs, and those beliefs do not make me.
So why must you, Tumblr objectify me into a state of where I should see myself as oppressed when I am more privileged than many many many others around the world. Where I am more privileged than the white man when I am receiving the education from a leading university, when I am more privileged than the white man when my student salary is higher than a white man’s average salary. When my home, my house, my room… is a luxury to a homeless white man.
Do not call me oppressed Tumblr, for the only thing that is trying to oppress me is your narrow-minded view of the world where everything is black or white.
As some of you know, I had a bit of an altercation today with a woman named Diane on an airplane.
I had a great time antagonizing her, reading your responses, and just generally trying to have fun with an irritating person. But I did have a point and I just want to put it out there.
I know I can come across as abrasive. I know I can seem harsh. But what I’ve never done is be unkind to a person in a service position.
My first job was in a video store. I rewinded tapes and put them back on the shelves. I was a caterer. I put ravioli into divided plates and cut bagels in half for hours at a time. The difference between someone being nice and someone being mean was the difference in how I felt when I went home that night.
I don’t care what’s going on with you: Don’t be rude to people who are doing their job.
Don’t do it.
Don’t dismiss them. Don’t act like they are less than you. Don’t abuse them just because you’re the customer and “The Customer Is Always Right.”
If you’re the customer, you’re only right if you’re kind, polite and positively thankful. If you’re not, you’re a jerk, and that’s the bottom line.
A lot of people have been really nice to me and called me a hero today. It’s really fun to hear but it’s not true.
Our troops are heroes. Fire fighters and policemen are heroes. Doctors and teachers are heroes. Flight attendants and pilots and waiters and baristas… These are the people that make things work in this crazy world.
What I did today was just point out something we all know: Be nice. It’s Thanksgiving. Be nice.
Be nice everyday, but if you see a man or a woman working on a holiday you better respect that they would like to be with their family too.
So have some compassion and have some appreciation.
Most people do. Most people are great. And then there are a bunch of Diane’s in the world.
And it’s OUR job to tell every Diane to shut up.
It’s OUR duty to put the Diane’s of the world in their place.
We need to REMIND them about the way of things.
We outnumber them.
So, I’m really glad we had fun today, but I really hope you guys join me, look a jerk in the eye, and tell them to eat a piece of your body, because really, that’s what the holidays are all about.