Well, darling readers, strap in and slap on your metaphorical monocles because today’s tale from the internet’s underbelly is one that’ll make your blood boil, your eyebrows raise, and possibly, just possibly, rekindle your dwindling faith in humanity’s junior members. Yes, this story, straight from the heart and keyboard of a real human being on Reddit, involves love, racism, and a breakup that might as well have been scripted for a socially conscious soap opera. But before we dive in, remember, I, your ever-sassy, ever-cynical Roger, am here to guide you through this mess with the panache and grace of a cat avoiding a puddle. So, let’s dissect, shall we?
Imagine, if you will, a whirlwind romance blooming in today’s tinder-scorched earth – 24F meets 25M, sparks fly, and in the natural progression of things, she meets his family. Cue the dreamy music; except, this soundtrack skids to a halt faster than you can say “Mammy figurine in the hallway.” Yes, you read that right. But wait, there’s more. Dinner conversation, instead of revolving around mundane, digestible topics (pun intended), sails into the choppy waters of racism so overt it would make a 1950s cartoon double take. Our heroine’s beau’s family, it appears, has missed a few memos from, oh, the past several decades.
But here’s where it gets juicy, my lovely voyeurs of internet drama. When confronted with his family’s bigotry, our girl’s boyfriend shines not with the armor of a knight in shining armor but with the glossy sheen of a well-polished excuse machine. “They’ve always been like that,” he says, as if discussing a harmless, albeit annoying habit, like leaving the toilet seat up, not, you know, spewing racist vitriol at the dinner table.
Our heroine, bless her, does what many a starry-eyed lover before her has struggled to do: she chooses self-respect and the safety of her hypothetical future biracial babies over a man who, quite frankly, needs to get his house in order (figuratively and, let’s face it, probably literally).
Now, for Roger’s Hot Take™: The true hero of this story? The boyfriend’s sister, a beacon of hope and allyship in a sea of ignorance, who reaches out in solidarity. And to our protagonist, who, armed with nothing but her dignity and a healthy sense of right and wrong, chose her future over a present marred by bigotry.
To those saying, “This can’t be real,” I tip my hat and say, “Welcome to the South, honey.” Racism doesn’t always wear a hood; sometimes, it sits across the dinner table, passing the salt.
In conclusion, while love may be blind, let’s not keep our eyes shut to the red flags, especially when they’re as glaring as a Confederate flag at a civil rights rally. Until next time, remember: in the battle against racism, choosing love means choosing it in all its forms, and sometimes, it means walking away. Roger out.
Original story
Throwaway because I use my real account to Just comment, not post. Don’t want that associated with me. – I 24F met my boyfriend 25M 6 months ago. I met his family Monday. I really hit it off with his mom. We’re both nurses. We were talking about stories but obviously not violating HIPAA. His dad and I bonded because he played football and baseball in high school and so did my dad and apparently they played my dad’s school a few times. His family were nice or so I thought.
When I went to the bathroom I saw one of those Mammy figurines on the shelf in their hallway. I immediately got uncomfortable. When I was coming back I hear his mom say “Wow I didn’t expect them to be like that” his sister goes “What does that mean?” His mom says “Oh Sarah stop with this woke nonsense. You know how THEY are. Especially during February. Why do they get a whole month? We get enough of them during the year saying they’re oppressed” His sister scoffs and says “That’s disgusting, you know-“ His dad cuts her off and says “Just like those Indians, think they deserve land we won” I was disgusted. He rambled on then proceeds to say a slur about Asians.
I went out and told my boyfriend I had an emergency with my family and I had to go. His mom looked all sad and came to hug me. I gave her a quick side hug and I left to the car. He comes out and says I offended his mom and I say “What about what they said about black people and Indigenous people” he looked like he was a deer in headlights. He says “They’ve always been like that” and he ignores them. ask him why he brought me around his family knowing their views and he put me in danger. He took me home and I ended things with him.
I’ve always wanted my partners family to be like mine and vice versa. I can’t be with someone who excuses racism and would put me in harms way. I also want kids. If we had kids they’d be biracial. I don’t know WHAT they’d put in their heads. He’s been calling and texting me for days apologizing. I knew racism existed and I’ve experienced some but to be THAT open about it and act like it’s normal dinner talk… which is probably is, made me sick to my stomach.
I guess he told his sister… Maybe his family because his sister found me on Instagram and apologized and told me that she’s happy I found out because they’re not good people.
“tHis sToRy iS fAke” please come down to the south and work in healthcare. One minute I can be called a slur and the next they’re saying something about a different minority group. I don’t know why y’all think racist follow a playbook on racism?