Poor #wogs and #wops can’t seem to catch a break #Plato

As is usual with my essays, I need to backtrack a bit before attacking the main point.

I did my schooling in Australia and it wasn’t a happy place for me. There was much name-calling, for instance. I was a “slope”, “brown mongrel” and “black monkey”, while others were wops, wogs and i-ties. I could understand my own names but I was always surprised by the other insults because the “wops, wogs and i-ties” looked white to me. I was stumped. Why were whites calling other whites names?

To this day, I still can’t figure it out. If I see someone from the back, most of the time I can’t tell whether they’re Chinese, Northern Indian or European. They all look white to me. Sure, if someone points it out, I can sometimes see the faintest tint to their skin, the darker tone of hair, but I really have to squint to see it. However such minute differences were as plain as day to my fellow students. Suffice it to say that, to Caucasians, anyone other than a Caucasian–Mediterranean types, Arab types, not to mention Asians and *shock*horror* black Africans–were/are obviously inferior.

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