This time, I wish to write about something that happened on Friday to Saturday night around 5:30am. Such an early time isn't it? Perhaps, should I contextualise the situation so that you know the reason why I was sitting on the pavements of Kingsland Road at that special time - even though do not honestly need reasons, or I do not need to justify myself, therefore, I give you this information as a context for this little story.
From 7pm to 4am we ran an event at Passing Clouds, situated off Kingsland Road, and as a matter of fact I finished later than expected to finish up some activities there. I met this [nationality] girl, and I had a nice time talking with her with her good energy, after such a long night we were both hungry and invested some of our small expenses into food to eat on the way. That is how we decided to sit on the pavements of Kingsland Road - to eat seated. It was 5:30am then.
Someone passing by and noticing us, making some weird comments, drunkness? unsure though.
"Do you have a fag?"
My thoughts are starting from there.
No, that was my reply. I saw that the girl who was with me did not understand properly or was unsure about what he was asking. I was then explaining while the man added
"Oh, you know I'm just saying fag, some English stuff"
As if it was too hard for us to know.
I replied that we both did not have anything to smoke, a bit exasperated by his words & behaviour toward us.
Following my reply, he went on saying
"Obviously you are not [nationality X - the belonging to a structure]. [nationality X] are the best people in this world, at least they are generous, have class, sophistication ... ".
He basically went on with his [nationality X] complex.
Of course this is some kind of confrontations that a lot of people have, have had, and will have. I also faced some kind of racism at some point of my life, without being aware of it, but now I am willing to react to this vain and vile situation. The first thing I told myself was that at least he did not tell me that I was part of the "best people on the planet" - as you know my point of view on people. I rejoy myself not being classify as a person or at least not being in this category of "good people". I'd rather choose my life to a personification + even a subjectisation to a structure, well in that case we could even add "to someone".
How can you talk about "sophistication & class" while you are using slang words to express yourself. I do not even want to add a question mark to this one.
Is nationality something that one can still be proud of through a plain language of the streets despite the amertune that is attached to it, without even mentioning all the connotations? All that to, furthermore, treat someone down for its sake? One cannot judge someone else "only" according to the nationality. You do not know the story of someone to whom you ask for a fag at 5:30am in the morning. You do not know what they have been doing for the good of your locality. You do not know anything. The same goes for everyone you meet on your path. Judging one facet of someone is not right, nor left, nor wrong, you do not even need to do it. What will that bring to your life? Vanity or stupidity, however in my own definition, you cannot add this to a soul, it means something that you are loosing, conveyed in a positive way through the language but indeed negative.