I’m a white girl, but I can’t help but laugh at how many times the OP referred to the word that shall not be named, using its universal “nickname”.
Because don’t you think every time it is referenced that way, people of color everywhere are just shaking their heads in amazement at how we think that using a substitute phrase absolves us of being responsible, somehow?
I mean, come ON. It isn’t about the way we choose to arrange the letters, or the sound our mouths make when we say it. It is just a word. Pieces of the alphabet strewn together just like every other word.
No. It is everything behind the word, which is an everything white people haven’t experienced, and can’t even nearly understand.
It is the meaning that word has, now and historically. The story behind it. It doesn’t belong to us, white people. It isn’t a part of our story.
But we keep referencing it like it is. Man, we just do NOT want to let it go.
I named my daughter Alaina. I planned to call her Lainie, and ended up mostly calling her Pooh. She answers to all three.
It is her name. Do you really think she cares which one I use on any given day, or do you suppose she has, by now, assigned each name equal status?
I may be wrong, but if it were me, it would feel just as disrespectful to hear the ‘clever’ workaround as it would to hear the original term.