An interesting discussion. Read the whole thing here.
Before you joined KKK/Nazi’s and racist skin heads what was your view on Jews, Blacks, Mixed race people and Hispanic people.
Where you exposed to their culture?
How much has being a member effected?
I’m a little bit younger than most of the posts at the top, and it’s probably less interesting too, but I’ll throw my experience in anyway. I moved to London when I was 6, from Poland. Back in Poland everyone was racist to a degree, I never really thought about it. The “fact” that Muslims were the cancer of the Earth, blacks were just the poor, scum of society ect was just accepted as a truth. Racism in Eastern Europe is pretty bad.
Anyway, I moved when I was about 6, maybe 7, to a housing estate in South London, and what I saw disgusted me at the time. The amount of minorities around where I lived was huge. I remember just starting secondary school (age 11) and quickly falling into a group of friends who were primarily European, all of which shared my uneducated views. Like I said, I was poor and so were they, and so we put the blame onto anyone we could. It’s just how it was. For the next couple years I was constantly in trouble for fighting and making trouble with other kids, and they were almost always black. I was a real shithead at that age. At 15 one of my friends was stabbed by a gang member, and I just felt angry and let down, blaming other minorities more than ever.
When I got a bit older, and I was studying at college (not university, the two years before university is called college or sixth form in the UK) there were no other Eastern European people in my class. I was one of 3 white people, the other two being English, the rest being black or Muslim. I felt isolated until I was forced to sit next to a kid called Tristan, stereotypical South London “ghetto” black kid in every sense. He was involved in gangs, selling drugs ect, and for the first week I didn’t talk to him at all, but I realised that actually, despite what I saw in him when I first met him, he seemed like a nice guy, so I started talking to him a bit, and I realised that all the shit I’d been through, getting caught up in violence, drugs and everything else that came with being a young poor impressionable Polish immigrant, I could relate to him. Anyway, he became one of my best friends, and my 18th birthday was coming up so I told him he should come along to it (parents got some money together and hired out the top room of a pub near where I live). Well, you can imagine what happened. My attitudes had changed a bit so I didn’t think much of it at the time, but my old friends started getting violent towards him and his girlfriend who he’d brought. I saw all those people from a different light, and I haven’t spoken to them since.
I’m in my second year at university, and I’m still trying to kill any pre-judgement of people that hangs over from how I used to think. If anything, the people I prejudge most are Eastern European.
Sorry for the length, just thought someone might like reading it, there’s much better stories at the top though. Thanks for reading if you did.