Ethnic counselors help deconstruct racial boundaries
By Rachel Kamins
I knew that I had arrived at college when, not three days after my
arrival, I had already been in an intellectual debate in a lecture. This
was what I had been waiting for: to be in the midst of 5,000 bright
minds turned on all the time, to be in an environment where my academic
and social capabilities would be challenged and my awareness heightened
on a constant basis.
That said, it was not a fun debate.
Psychology Professor Mahzarin Banaji's "Mind Bugs" lecture
disturbed a lot of freshmen, causing us to think about racial issues
that we would rather have let lie. We all had to ask ourselves about the
prejudices hidden in our psyches, about how they might affect or have
already affected our relationships with certain classmates and
roommates. Many of the freshmen in my discussion group, myself included,
were unwilling to speak out, for fear that our unintentional social
ignorance would cause us to say something offensive.
When the topic of ethnic counselors arose, I, along with several
others, initially wanted to say that these advisors were unnecessary and
served more to create racial separation than to eliminate its causes. By
assuming that minority students needed special counselors, it seemed
that Yale was putting a spotlight on these students, stressing
differences instead of similarities. In addition, no one wanted to
believe that he or she was capable of racism, a product of ignorance.
But racism exists regardless of whether or not it is spotlighted. And
in that class we came to realize that the racism inherent in our
thinking was not only a product of ignorance, but also a problem deeply
embedded in our culture.
The word "minority" itself draws a social line. The line
wraps around the group of people it defines, separating them out; more
often than not, it becomes a boundary. Though we are mostly unaware of
the processes that construct this wall, it only takes a little
investigation, such as the one conducted by Professor Banaji, to verify
its existence. It takes significantly more to tear down the boundary.
Ethnic counselors exist to help us with the difficult task of
deconstructing racial prejudices. Though they are nominally assigned to
minority students, they are meant to assist everyone in dealing with the
social confusion brought on by the great mix of backgrounds and mindsets
found at this university. Without them, the battle merely to identify
our problems becomes several times harder, not to mention the struggle
to overcome them.
The purpose of attaining an education at an institution as fine as
this one encompasses much more than building academic skills. While only
classroom learning is required to notice that the word
"education" literally means "a leading out," it
takes a great amount of courage and open-mindedness to embrace the
notion of a full education, a leading out of both our intellectual and
our interpersonal capacities.
Professor Banaji and her colleagues are here to help us focus mainly
our intellectual capacities, and while their lectures may teach us to
identify and understand many out-of-class issues, they do not always
help us to implement our new knowledge. Most of that responsibility
falls to us. As freshmen for whom this task can be quite difficult, we
are lucky to have counselors actually living in our dorms to help us
sort things out on the interpersonal level.
I like to be open-minded about issues of race, and in a broad,
theoretical sense, I am not a bigoted person. But since the night of
that lecture, I have been constantly rediscovering the ugly stereotypes
that are snuggled into my subconscious. To my disgust, I have found that
I unintentionally think racist thoughts on an hourly basis. And I'm sure
that I can't be the only Caucasian person on this campus who has this
handicap, who unintentionally hurts those of different races because of
"mind bugs" long since acquired.
Even if I never explicitly discuss my problems with the ethnic
counselor living in my entryway, my mere awareness of his existence will
help me to keep my mind focused on the reality of racism. It is my own
responsibility to stay open to improving my relationship with people of
different races, but if I find this task to be a terrible struggle, I
will always know that someone only a few steps away is available to help
me out.
Obviously, the job of confronting and dismantling racial prejudices
is neither easy nor enjoyable. But the alternative that faces us--living
with our bright intellects perpetually crippled by ignorant,
subconscious stereotypes--makes the effort worthwhile. And if we apply
ourselves early and often to the work, taking advantage of such
resources as brilliant professors and trained ethnic counselors, soon
the problem will disappear altogether.
Rachel Kamins is a freshman in Jonathan Edwards.
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