Race does more with us than we do with it and I have surmised today that it is useless. For what progress can we make with a belief that holds everyone back, including those it claims to elevate and empower?  What can truly be gained in utilizing a worldview that focuses on the external appearance of humanity to the detriment of character, virtue and integrity and rewards such persons with social benefits and privileges for these outward markers of worth and goodness?  What understanding of self and existence can we acquire through a system that thrives on our ignorance both of self and of others?

Our ancestral brethren created something for which they could not plan a future, its life beyond themselves.  Though creators, we are unlike God in that we may be able to begin something but we are not always able to see its end.  And often we aren’t and certainly they were not interested in its end as the self- serving opportunities that race provided did serve those for which it was created. It set up a manner of existing that continues to take from some and give to others, despite the deficit in our souls. It makes us pay a debt we do not owe to anything or anyone, a debt our humanity cannot afford. We cannot afford to allow race to take our identity, purpose and sense of worth.

I’m sure that the creators of race did not consider that there would come a time when the hand of race would need to be stopped, that there would be those who would no longer live a life in withdrawal. I don’t owe anything to race and I am not going to let race take away from me anymore. Race is useless.

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I found a blog posting with the same title, written in 2002: The Uselessness of Race.