Personal Essay: Prejudice -- Personal Narrative

I. BACKGROUNDThe location was a moderate to large sizing city near the east coast ofMassachusetts. The city has a melt of all races and is diverse in its racialdistri thoion. It is a city where around of the people are middle class workingfolks. While it is a moderate size city, it has few city problems such ashomelessness, privation and violence.The year was 1992 and it was the summertime. It was very hot and humidat almost 1130 at night and I was in a gondola driving around looking for somethingto do. It was a boring Tuesday night so I decided to go to a big video arcadehang give away called Funworld. There is a number of video games as puff up as youngpeople. The establishment is a large building with a large parking lot.I was with three opposite people in the parking lot when we were approachedby a group of three other gentlemen. I myself am a caucasian male nether 21years of age. Two of the people I was with were upperclass caucasian males alsounder the age of 21. The la st person was also under 21 and male, barely he was Afro-American. One of the caucasians was a close friend and a nonher was anacquaintance. The African-American was also a friend of mine. Of the threegentlemen that approached us, two were Hispanic males that appeared to be everywhere21 and the other was a caucasian male that appeared over 21, although I couldntbe sure. Although I didnt want to make any judgements astir(predicate) them, they lookedas if they were poorly dressed and over 21. So I deduced that they were in agang or they were drug dealers, high school dropouts, and so forth.II.ACTIONAt first it appeared as if both groups would dependable pass by from each one otherunnoticed but the caucasian male in the other group made a racist remark aboutmy African-American friend. He express Look at those dumb dudes walk with thatfucking spade. My African-American Dave turned around suddenly and said Whatthe fuck did you say? The caucasian male retorted None of your fucking trade dick At this point both groups approached each other and past myfriend Dave said You wanna go, in response the other put one over said Lets go andshoved him in the chest. The other two of the caucasian males friends jumpedon top of Dave and then we all kind of got into a fight. We were mostly justpushing and shoving each other at first.After about a minute of pushing... ...his fightalone was a melting pot of individuals. I think in my mind that the fat thatDan was white affected his decisions, not in a big way, but in some class of way.I dont really know about the other three, but as for Chris and I, race affectedus in terms of white and hispanic because thats who we were mad at the most. Idont know why this would be the case, but it just was.I believe that African-American viewing this would project a bun in the oven felt the moststrongly. The event they would have sen unfolding in front of them would havehurt a lot. They would have jumped in to help not only if my fr iend Dave but alsoall of us because we were all nerve-racking to fight for the same thing out there.African-Americans also would have been baffle as to why one white man wouldhelp out a black man but not two. The way events unfolded would have made themthink twice.In an odd way I tactual sensation another thing that would have made people jump into help was the fact that a caucasian and an African-American were fighting foreach other . As much as we hate to admit it that is not a scene we see nearlyenough of in this day and age. Something has got to be done about itimmediately.