Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Racism in Canadian Schools

Recently I've come across the following stories on The National Post:



Read it before listening to my rant.

Canadian Universities are welcoming institutions. Having recently travelled three continents I can tell you that the cultural environment here is much, much better than many other places in this world.

A brown guy at Trent complained that he was the "only brown person in class" and therefore he felt excluded. As if we have a duty to accommodate by artificially modifying the racial make-up of classes to make certain groups feel more welcomed. At Queen's people complain about 'white privilege', going as far as to say permeated the "walls, books classrooms and everything that makes Queen's what it is." Oh, what bullshit. It seems whoever said this is confusing suburban upper class snobbery with white racial supremacy.

The solution to racism is this: First, we need to talk about it more openly. Second, we need to be less politically correct about everything we say. Beating around the bush makes everyone feel more uncomfortable - white people and minorities. Interracial dialogue about racism is crucial. Racism happens most frequently in intra-racial circles.

Third, educate people. People are prejudiced because they lack inter-cultural understanding, lack global perspective, lack real experiences with other cultural groups, not because there is inherent bigotry inside every living soul.

Fourth, and most importantly, we need to make a big distinction between incompatible cultural attitudes and racism. Separate them, separate them, separate them. Racism is when you hate a black person because they are black, which is wrong. Cultural incompatibility is the rationalized reasoning that certain practices and social behavior between one cultural group and another simply do not mix, and that you are uncomfortable with this cultural difference. This is perfectly understandable and there is nothing wrong with it. It simply happens because we are used to certain norms and practices by the way we have been brought up.

I, for example, am very uncomfortable that a number of cultures (and religions) continue to preach against interracial (or intercultural) dating and marriage, because this brings about racial clustering in big urban centres and a lack of integration. I will say this because I believe there is a detriment to society as a whole because of de facto racially segregating practices from certain groups, and believe that these practices contravene very basic Canadian values of inclusivity and multiculturalism. After all, to be inclusive doesn't just mean white people have to be more tolerant of minority groups. It means that everyone has to be more tolerant towards everyone. Groups that immigrate to Canada, in my view, should let go of their cultural baggage and settle here with a reasonably liberal and open mindset about other cultures. Most importantly, they should not force values that outright conflict with the majority of Canadian society, such as deliberate in-group preaching of intra-racial marriage, to their Canadian offspring. This hurts our country and hurts the children of minority groups, who grow up struggling to define their identity.

Canadian universities are some of the most inclusive institutions in the world. Universities are not racist; people are racist. And the less open we are about racism, the more racist society becomes. Let's talk about it openly first before coming up with these wildly hyperbolic statements, or banning sumo suits at Queen's.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Going to Paris

Due to my chronic procrastination I have been unable to muster the energy to write full blogs on my very eventful journeys around the Netherlands.

Within the past few weeks I have been to three Dutch cities - one per weekend. Due to the ease of transportation, I just hop on a train with some friends on a Saturday morning, travel to my destination within the hour, and come back at a reasonable time in the evening to Rotterdam. So far I've had the pleasure of visiting Amsterdam, Utrecht, and the Hague.

Of these, my favourite was probably Utrecht - which is the least well-known of the three. Upon my arrival in this historic Dutch city, I felt a very heavy air of culture. The canals in the city centre seemed more aesthetically pleasing than those of Amsterdam, and the streets have a very unique, historical flavour, as if they were stuck in some sort of 16th Century time-warp.

Amsterdam was very eventful. A simple blog entry probably wouldn't do it justice. And I know I will probably be back again sometime soon so I guess I will write about it then...

My next destination is Paris. I will depart from Rotterdam tomorrow morning. I cannot begin to describe in words my excitement for this trip. I will then head to Brussels on Monday, and return to Rotterdam later that night.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

The Netherlands: The First Weekend

There's about a week's worth of lag on the date of these blogs due to my habitual procrastination.

I settled into the hostel on Wednesday evening, having lost track of time.

Thursday morning, I woke up bright and early to participate in Orientation activities with other exchange students here at Rotterdam School of Management. We all met in the "T" building and listened to the regular pep-talk by the exchange coordinator, after which we assembled in the gym for introductory activities. We had two acrobats coming to teach us exercises and we also had a "conflict management" guy trying to make us play games such as "Place yourself on the Map".

Thursday night was spent in Dordrect, at a hostel about half an hour away from Rotterdam by bus. There was an "international cabaret" on that night where representatives from each country put up a show of some sort for entertainment. The Nordic countries gave a pop quiz to start off the night, Germany talked about everything they'd invented, and the United States demonstrated a game of beer pong. As part of the Canadian group we sang O Canada, recited some facts about Canada, and taught people some Quebec French.

Being in a place of relative isolation, we decided to hike on Friday afternoon because we were located in a Dutch national park of some sort. Apparently some beavers inhabited the area and were building dams. How Canadian. It was disappointing that we didn't actually see any beavers. Only wood carvings and museum displays. That night I got the first taste of Dutch nightlife. We went out to a bar after dinner at a Mexican restaurant, drank Tequila shots and copious amounts of beer, and danced the night away.

We went exploring Rotterdam on the weekend. The city has quite its unique charm. Many of its landmark buildings were destroyed during World War II and modern skyscrapers appeared on our path at random intervals. With its criss-crossing trams, bicycles, small European cars, and confusing street layout, navigating the city was not an easy task. We visited such landmarks as the EuroMast tower and went around the Central area for drinks.