The Democratic Double-Standard on Race: I’ve Lived It
by Lurita DoanIsn’t it finally time for the behind-closed-door racial slurs to die? If our legislators truly do represent the people, then, how is it possible that in this nation, with so many people, of so many different ethnicities and races, an individual could be castigated for accented speech or the texture of their hair or the color of their skin?
I was born in 1958, at the cusp of one of the biggest change in our country’s ideology– the civil rights movement. But, six years later, desegregation had still not infiltrated all aspects of our national society and in Louisiana, it had had almost no effect at all.
As a six year old, desegregation had little impact, until the day that Bobby Kennedy came to our house and, sitting at our kitchen table, convinced my dad to “try once more” and apply to have me attend an all-white, private school in New Orleans. That day changed my life.
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