I think that very few people are so cartoonishly evil that they sit their kids down and give them long lectures on why other cultures are a threat to our glowing, angel-white way of life. I’m not saying that those people don’t exist, but for the most part becoming a racist is all about slightly more subtle conditioning. Just like every other facet of your life, it’s all learned when you’re a kid: your taste in food, music, clothes … the way you interact with other people, your most devastating wrestling finishing move. The lessons you learn back then are as embedded into your brain as capillaries are in your skin.

I’m not telling you anything you don’t already know, but it’s important to acknowledge this as the starting point, because when a 6-year-old kid makes a racist comment, he’s not doing it with the ability to internally debate complex ideas and vocalize the results. He’s repeating something he heard that made an adult react in a positive way. Dad saying that “the easiest way to kill a [Latino person] is to starve him by hiding his food stamps under his work boots” made the whole room laugh. A comment about an interracial couple got all the adults talking about who deserves more to be shot: the “[*****]-loving white cunt” or “that fucking [whatever animal they choose to dehumanize another race].” When you see and hear this enough, your tiny, stupid child brain thinks, “I want to make dad laugh. I want to be included in the adult group.” So you repeat what you’ve heard, and sure enough everyone in the room is laughing because this innocent little kid just said some extremely dark shit. It’s like laughing at a toddler who just picked up on a curse word and keeps saying it because every time he does, someone laughs – and not because he understands what “rimjob” means.

“I Was Raised As A Racist: 6 Weird Things I Learned” by John Cheese

Babysitting : John Laurens x Reader

Modern Setting. 

And obviously Philip is very young in this.

(Also mentions of LAMS)

Originally posted by shyymoob

Your POV:
Today I’m going to watch Philip. I’m actually nervous because John and I think he’s on to our relationship. You see, we can’t tell anyone about it. If someone knew it could potentially be told to Alexander. That would be horrible since they did have a thing for each other at one point. So right now to everyone else we’re “friends.” I wish we could be open about it. But we just can’t right now.

Right now me and Philip are sitting on the couch,“I can take care of myself you know.” Philip says.

“I just can’t leave you alone until your parents get back Philip.” I said.

“That’s stupid.” He pouted.

“What do you want to?” I asked him.

“I don’t know.” He said. There was a pause for a while.

“Let’s make a deal.” Philip said.

“What kind of a deal?”

“If you let me stay up late I won’t tell anyone about you and John.”

“How do you know?!?”

“Trust me. I have my ways.” He says. Clever little boy, just like his father.

“I don’t know Philip.” I said.

“Alright. I’ll call my mom right now.” He said reaching for the phone.

“Hey!” I yelled. “Nobody’s going to tell anyone about John and I.”

“Yes!” He said.

I sigh in defeat and the night went on. We actually had a good time. We played board games and attempted to cook. Philip even talked me into swimming with him.

“I’m glad you and John are dating.” Philip said.

“Me too.” I smiled.

“Do you love John?” He asked.

“Yes.” I replied. “And I love you also Philip.”

He laughed and gave me a hug.

“People say I love you all the time - when they say, ‘take an umbrella, it’s raining,’ or ‘hurry back,’ or even ‘watch out, you’ll break your neck.’ There are hundreds of ways of wording it - you just have to listen for it, my dear.” -John Patrick

I’m rambling again, but I think Tajima would be very touched by Hanai’s fussing, eventually. After growing up in a crowded home where maybe sometimes his parents forgot to make him wear rainboots, or forgot to check if he was home on time among all his other siblings, Hanai’s more gentle and focused “captain’s orders” would be kind of special to Tajima.