Sometimes I feel bad for him.
I remember back in JC when two guys cracked a racist joke about poor Malay families (you know, the one that goes “what’s the difference between a Malay man and a bench?”). It was funny to them (they were non-Malay and came from rich families), but not to me. I felt so acutely as if they regarded my reality as a laughing stock. Fodder for ridicule. How do you carry yourself confidently in such an environment? Some people do of course, but can you blame others if they feel like they have to go to lengths to compensate for what so many have insinuated is somehow a deformity?
Studies have shown how those at a structurally disadvantaged position due to race do not acknowledge institutional racism, but instead tend to blame themselves completely for their failings. They are unaware that they were not given the same opportunities. So insidious is the classism perpetuated by meritocracy, so convincing is the simple lie told about how anyone can climb up the ladder, that it has managed to make those victimized by it perpetuate their own disadvantages into the next generation in their class.❞