For those of us born and raised in the United States, who would ever think that people would get upset…ok, offended because Texas students began shouting, “USA! USA!” after their team won the High School basketball game against Edison, a team of minority players. I didn’t call them minorities, the media and others have, but why? They are Americans!
The racist card is now played against those chanting, “USA! USA!”, and now the national debate is on whether we should be shouting, “USA! USA!” Why? According to KSAT-TV, San Antonio School District officials stated the chant was deemed racist because it emphasized the racial differences between the two teams. Technically, if there are minorities, there ARE differences. There is nothing wrong with that! No two people are the same. No two teams are the same. No two countries are the same.
Certain sectors in society would like us to think we’re all the same, all on the same level, and that’s a lie. That will never happen. Differences are a part of life! Differences keep things interesting. Without differences, without uniqueness, what happened to our individuality, our stations in life? The delusional ideas of a level playing field or fairness for all will never happen. Life is not a level playing field, and life will never be fair.
The racist term began to be hurled at those Texas students who were shouting, “USA! USA!”, and Leslie Price, a spokeswoman for the school district said, “This is very disrespectful to our students.”
I respectfully disagree with her point of view. It’s disrespectful to try and shut down shows of any patriotic enthusiasm, whether it offends others or not. Apologies have now been given. Why? This is the USA! If the enemy of political correctness continues to have its way, we might as well stay home and shut up. How ridiculous!
Please stop the nonsense! Most Americans don’t live in a minority frame of mind, and we shouldn’t let others make us look at others as minorities. I’m white, and I don’t view my Spanish daughter or grandchildren as minorities in any sense of the word. They are me. I am them. We are Americans.
It might do our country some good to hear, “USA! USA!” shouted from the rooftops, and it might be just as good to get over ourselves!