Dialectical Journal: Black Like Me

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They were apparently friends one minute then then something would come up and one would get slashed up with a knife (pg.8)| I think of it as having your whole family against you when you have important decisions to make. If they, who are always supposed to be there for you turn their backs when you most need them, then who will? Just like race we tend to trust those within our own people who have the same background, but if you can’t trust them then you can you trust.| Though street cars are not segregated in new Orleans, I took a seat near the back. (pg.12)| Even after all they blacks went through to be able to ride the bus and not be segregated they still decide to segregate themselves making all the efforts previous people like Rosa Parks and Dr. King useless.| Here it was all pennies and clutter and spittle on the curb. Here people walked fast to juggle the dimes, to make a deal, to find cheap liver or a tomato that was overripe. Here was the indefinable stink of despair. Here modesty was a luxury. People struggled for it. (pg. 18)| Most of the people I know including myself waste so much food. Reading this section of the book made me realize how hard they had it and how hard I was to find food especially if you didn’t have money. I personally feel so ungrateful because I can’t eat fruit if it’s bruised but here are these people eating almost spoiled tomatoes.| “Some wanted to know where they could find girls, wanted us to get Negro girls. We learned to spot them from the moment they sat down, for they were immediately friendly and treated us with the warmth and courtesy of equals. (pg.26)| I find it clever how Mr. Griffin was able to identify the men that wanted something out of him just by the greeting. I think that he put this here so we would realize how observant he was and that he was able to make connections.| The man trembled with expectation as Joe leisurely smoothed the food with the back of his spoon. Then without looking at the wretch, Joe held out the pan. In a strangely kind tone of voice he said: “Okay, dog ass, come get some food.” (pg.28)| Joe has always been treated badly because of the color of his skin. He has probably been verbally abused by the whites. Finally he finds a man who is below him. Treating him like a dog and letting him eat the scraps as well as going far enough to call him a dog, in my opinion makes him feel superior to the man. |

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“Blessed St. Jude,” I heard myself whisper, “send that bastard away,” and I wondered from what source within me the prayer had spontaneously sprung. (pg. 36)| I find it funny how almost everybody turns to prayer when they’re in need. It doesn’t matter if they’re religious or if they believe in something greater but when you think you’re in danger you try and do everything when your life depends on it.| “How about some beer?”“No…you got any milk?”“Don’t you like beer honey?”“I like it, but I’ve got diabetes.”(pg. 37)| This reminds me of how sometimes people make jokes about different races and categorize them. Like Italians like lasagna and spaghetti and Mexicans like tacos. So basically the woman is saying that during that time all the blacks drank beer.| “You take a young white boy. He can go through school and college with a real incentive. He knows that he can make good money in any profession when he gets out. But a Negro—in the south? No, I’ve seen many make brilliant grades in collage. (pg.39)| Some of the teenagers that have rich parents think that they can get through school and life by just barely passing because they’ll always have their parent’s money. But it’s the people who don’t have a lot of money that have to work and study hard so they can get good grades and eventually get a scholarship and go to college and be successful. | Negro learns silent language fluently. He knows by the white man’s look of disapproval and petulance that...
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