Why I Am Not Who You Think I Am

I am not who you think I am – as I got rudely reminded today, most people think hetero white married with children women stand for nothing.  The argument today — I couldn’t possibly *really* want to help anyone else because I’m so “privileged.”  That I can’t stand for anything, I can’t be for a minority stand point, I can’t possibly have any idea what anything is about so I’m just hurting rather than helping — because I’m privileged.

I am so fucking tired of defending my right to NOT be racist, to NOT be conservative, to NOT be a teaparty asshat.  The farther I get into the atheist movement, the more I get abused because I “can’t understand.”  You know, I have just one thing to say to that, WTF ever.  I’ve been having these same arguments with racists and bible thumpers and just plain assholes for more years than some of you have even been alive.  You push my buttons, I respond, then, you know what, I’m done because I can’t imagine a damn thing to say that will pry you out of your little stereotype machine that labels me “insincere hetero white southern woman.”

You don’t know me but I sure as hell know you.  I ignore your fundie bible thumping posts on facebook, I listened to your racist rants at the last family dinner, I roll my eyes at you when I hear you telling someone how “they just aren’t like us.”  Yeah, so what, you call yourself ‘liberal’, ‘gay’, ‘atheist’ but you know what, the shit you say is *just* like the racist bullshit I’ve had to live with for the last 40 years.

I’ll raise a glass and hope that when your wayback stereotype machine finally breaks, you don’t feel too horrible about the layer of shit you’ve spread over the secular world.


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