Racism in Russia, or How to Not Rent an Apartment
Oh, well, my initial idea was not to get political in this blog, but since everyone is talking about racism these last few weeks or days or months, self-isolation has it own timeline , I thought I would at least share a couple of funny, but not really situations that happened to me in Russia, with the intent of highlighting the different faces of this issue here in this country. Like the time I was walking in Gorky Park and a kid pointed a finger at me and said "Look, mom, a n*****!". Before you ask, yes, there is an equivalent word in Russian, and no, I am not joking. It was a kid! I don't expect a kid to understand what they are doing , but I also didn't expect a kid to know that word , to be fair. You look white... If you feel like going to the comments section right away to tell me I shouldn't talk about racism because of white privilege or something, this paragraph here is for you: Despite my mostly "European" looks, I don't consider myself wh