So Miss Cooper issued an apology yesterday and the key part of her apology (in bold) was "I am not a racist".
And I truly believe that is possible.
"So you are telling me, she is not a racist, but thinks like this?"
Let me explain with a personal story.
This was a couple of months ago. We were directed onto the wrong side of the road - by a BMC sign that said the "correct" side was closed for maintenance. As we drove cautiously along this wrong side (it was a dark night), a car from the opposite direction (and hence on their "correct" side), came in at full speed and screeched as it approached yes. The driver was visibly and understandably upset. He thought I was wrong, and I can't blame him for that.
And then I did the unthinkable. Let me explain. I cuss a lot, but never at a person. Never ever have I told a person to eff off, or have told another person that he/she is an arsehole. Get it? I cuss at general inanimate things. Like I will say "weather is effed up". Get the drift?
On that dark night though - in that brief moment of madness, I raised a middle finger and screamt into the open air "fuck you!!". There were 3 other people in the car, and they could not believe it was me.
And honestly for a couple of hours and days post that, I felt miserable.
But coming back to Ms Cooper, just like she says she is not a "racist", I am not a "cusser". Yet who would believe either of us.
All my Buddhist values went down the drain in that single moment.
The point I am making - sometimes, a single moment of madness, of fury can make you do things which your own values abhor. Does that make the act less wrong? No.
But, should we be allowed to mourn our own losses, and recoup our own grace. I think yes.
I was luckier than Ms Cooper. I was only judged by 3 friends in the car, and not 20MM twitteratis.
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