28 Jun

Watch out, I’m getting political.

Okay, I’m trying to begin to articulate some of the issues I’ve seen in past years with race and privilege, and much of my summer research is revolving around this stuff, so I figure I might as well share it. These arguments are in their infancy, but by trying to express them, I hope to get closer to making sense.

“You know, talking about race makes people uncomfortable.” — Kathleen Brose, parent who sued Seattle Public Schools over the district’s race-based balancing of school diversity.

Outside of the U.S. it’s easy to see the lack of political engagement of US citizens. Here, it’s a cultural trend to be apathetic toward social issues and toward the leadership of the country. Yes, we have talk radio and blogs and news, but in how many families is injustice a topic of conversation at the dinner table? I know that when my relatives all get together, we don’t talk about Darfur or Iraq. We tend to focus on more personal stories – what happened to us at the grocery store, how we got locked out of our car, those sorts of things. Not that such topics are a problem. But it might be a problem that political discussions are compartmentalized in this country, seen as only appropriate in certain limited contexts, and not a central part of our social lives.

If anything, new media – like podcasts and blogs and youtube – show what we actually thirst for discussions of political/social issues. Though the discussion are not often very civil on the web, people are indeed interested in more than just dramatic prairie dogs. A recent viral video proves that the internet community’s interests are about: it’s a clever little mockumentary called “Teenage Affluenza Is Spreading Fast.” Interestingly enough, it addresses the topic of disengagement. In fact, it ends with the lines, “Do something else. Do something real. Do something.” It’s a call to action for us wealthier, citizens to do something to help out the poorer people of the world. It doesn’t say how, and that’s another discussion. But it’s effective at least in making its point: we should keep our affluence in perspective.

I saw the video for the first time today, just after hearing news about the Supreme court decision to reject using race as a factor in school placement. On an NPR radio segment, they interviewed a Seattle parent who was among those who got this case rolling in the first place. It was an interesting juxtaposition – the ironic affluenza video vs. the disgruntled white woman. Here’s an audio clip of the interview with the parent.

I don’t disagree entirely with this mother. The Seattle system of school placement is certainly not flawless, but what’s implied (not stated outright) in her explanation of her daughter’s legitimate complaints about the school placement is that the family ultimately ended up opting for a private school. (** Turns out I’m wrong about this. The daughter stayed in a public school. **) And they sued.

Clearly they have money and power, a combination which often results in getting your way.

As a high school teacher, I see this sort of thing all the time. Wealthy – often white – parents occasionally like to “fight for their rights.” I’ve endured insulting meetings in which I had to justify why a student earned a B+ rather than an A in my class. I’ve had people in my neighborhood come to my door asking me to sign a petition to prevent the school district from re-drawing the district boundaries so that the children on the west side of such and such a street would be moved to an Inferior School. And I’ve seen how year after year, the district’s budget crisis puts the strings program on the chopping block and how at the last minute, it’s always saved by the parents’ campaigning at school board meetings. Meanwhile, special ed programs get cut and sports fees increase.

The less power-savvy parents don’t know how to talk to the principal or the school board to get their way. They don’t go in to school and talk to their kid’s counselor to change his schedule. They often don’t have the time to go into school (because they’re working jobs with less flexible schedules). And many of them know that worse things can happen to you than not being allowed to attend your first choice high school.

The affluent(za) parents are often financially very secure. Many of the more active parents in the district don’t have full time jobs – or any real jobs as far as I can tell. So they have the time to complain. And they have lots of energy when it comes to fighting for their child’s privileges (not rights, actually).

I live in a liberal college town – one with plenty of Volvos and Subarus and backyard vegetable gardens. Occasionally, on one of those Volvos, you’ll see a bumper sticker that says, “Think globally, act locally.” I fully support that sentiment, but too often, the self-righteous parents who get their way at school board meetings fail to follow the admonition. They think locally. Which is why our city remains very segregated and why our state has been rated as one of the worst places in the country to live for African-Americans.

It’s the sense of entitlement and the fighting for privilege amongst the already-privileged class that ultimately institutionalizes racism in places as high up as the US Supreme Court.

27 Jun


Here’s our block(s):

Our blocks.

And here’s where we live:

Our apartment

And if you start walking down Waverleigh (this street:
It's a boulevard.),
then you turn on 31st, here’s what you see:


And Powell(26)’s pretty ugly:

Strip mall!

So is 30th:

But then you start walking through the neighborhood, and you see some beautiful houses.

Example #1

Example #2

And then you turn the corner, and there’s this:

Grandma's place.

Which, in case you didn’t recognize it, is where your grandma lives. Next to a trucker:

Sunday!  Sunday!  Sunday!

But sooner or later, you’ll come to the heart of your neighborhood. For us, that heart is Clinton St.


Division St. has some activity also. It’s a block to the north from Clinton.

So that’s our neighborhood. You walk around here and the pattern is pretty similar. A nice house, an ugly house, a really weird house, and then a jealousy-inspiring beautiful house. I mean, literally, a block from us, there’s this gorgeous 3-story house on the hill with a wrap-around porch. And then across the street, there’s an unkempt little shack with dead foliage and rusty sculptures in the yard. The whole city seems to have this sort of arrangement, which is nice because it’s not as segregated as Milwaukee or Madison, but which I fear (I don’t know yet) might give this illusion that all’s good; there are no ghettos, everyone gets along, etc.

From what I’m seeing so far, people here are really in love with this city. And for good reason. The neighborhoods are cool, there’s a lot of little festivals and park-gatherings, downtown is really attractive, the city is public-transportation and bike friendly, dogs are allowed all over the place (unlike Madison), and there’s a nice pro-weird vibe. Plus, people say hi to you on a regular basis.

On the other hand, schools aren’t so great. And one school (Jefferson High School) is 86% Black and 13% White, which is almost the opposite of the city at large. So obviously, there’s something strange going on here.

There’s also something strange going on here: