Lately, I’ve haven’t found anything related to adoption to talk about, which is interesting as I find the topic fascinating, the history, laws, stories of then and of now. I also see adoption and the adoption community as a microcosm of the larger community. In that context I do have something to talk about…
In the last while, several transracial adoptive families have experienced racial hatred first hand. People in the adoption community responded as you’d expect they would, shock, horror, anger, but what I didn’t see happening in their responses, was questioning the validity of what they were saying happened, or why it happened. And, I’m not saying they should have questioned any of it, they shouldn’t have. What I’m saying though, is they didn’t question it because the parents speaking about their experiences were white to a largely white community. And based on earlier experience, that same benefit of doubt isn’t extended in adoption conversations about racism, racist attacks to adoptive parents of color parenting same race adoptees. It just isn’t. Instead, it’s explained away, down played, brushed off as a one-of. Perhaps the tone of those conversations will change now too, I hope so. But until we recognise it, we won’t change. Not talking about the distinct differences in many of our reactions to the same topic, with only the race of the person speaking about it being different, will result in nothing changing. We are better than that.
We need to be aware how easy it is to not see what is right in front of us.
One of the families above. why I consider both Trump and the Alt-Right to be morally dangerous