I just published the following note to facebook:
I realize that this may not get any responses but I am going to write it anyway. I'm too eager to stop being seen as a negative thing in society. Also, I've formed some suspicions that if expressed here explicitly or acted on seriously could land me in a psychiatric hospital.
What inspires this note is this past week at work. If any of my friends read my blog, which I removed the link from my profile because there are some disturbing things on there and I didn't want the attention of being labeled a loon, they know that I've been writing or attempting to write a scientific paper among some other more alarming ideas I've discussed in it. The central idea of the paper is the application of Weibull statistics to the particle size distribution of powdered paint that can be used for all types of grinding setups. The immediate goal is to do this for air classifiers and then for all types of grinders. I've already talked, briefly and in little detail, to the upper management about it and how I wish to publish these results once they're obtained in hopes of strengthening my graduate school applications. The thing that concerns me though is that despite them knowing about my B.S. in Physics and my ambitions they still avoid introducing me to the scientific work they already do, they pay me poorly, and they treat me just as poorly. I get the impression that I'm just another n-word to them.
This past Wednesday I was given a project as is usual work procedure. These projects entail weighing up a list of ingredients, mixing them well, extruding the mixure, grinding the resulting chips into powder, and lastly spraying the powder on small panels of steel to take for inspection. This is done any number of times until my supervisor decides that the product passes. Well this project I'm talking about had been given to my two co-workers who had done numerous samples in an attempt to get this project within specifications. On Thursday, my supervisor decided that the project had to be completed that day. On Wednesday, we spent the whole day without success attempting to get the project to pass with no success. I looked back at the trials my co-workers did and they were closer to passing than the newer trials my supervisor was giving me. In short, it was busy work since every subsequent trial I was asked to do was getting further away from the standard -- the sample the customer sends in for us to match. Now remember on Thursday the project had to pass but my supervisor was doing the same thing as he was on Wednesday. My guess is that he wanted to blame me for the project not passing and get me fired for it. I requested off Friday to take the GRE which I could write a similar note about but ......
Motivation for such behavior is that I had been more frequently mentioning my progress on the paper to the upper management who despise me as well. Also, I was eating breakfast in the break room one morning and one of the plant managers caught me in there. I was eating and working on the paper at the same time. He told me that me majoring in physics was intimidating. I said, "Really?!". Nothing else was said. The Human Resources Manager was present as well as a few others.
Now I've gotten through college with a B.S. in Physics. I'm not violent. I don't bother many people and I keep to myself. I'm pretty harmless. I actually keep quiet when perhaps I SHOULD talk. So I have a few questions for my white friends.
Why can't I have a fair shake?
Why is it intimidating that a black man is capable of doing physics?
Why is it a problem for a black man to succeed academically?
Why is race such a HUGE problem?
I really am seeking honesty. These questions are relevant, at least in my case, since I can give numerous examples of these types of things occurring in my own life even while I was still studying physics.
I am hoping to start a discussion of these issues in hopes of starting the end to racism.
Also, I have decided to give vegetarianism a try since one of the arguments of racism and slavery is that it is ok for the strong to rule over the weak. So if I eat meat I give the okay for another to enslave or discriminate against me. Also, I never really need to eat meat.