Racial differences exist. Forget the science behind it; modern pseudo-think forces us to believe that we’re all the same. We’re not, at least not on a physical level. Black people can run faster than me, look larger and more cut than me while expending a great deal less effort at the gym. Mongoloids have better hair and infinitely clearer skin, though they might occasionally be shorter and squatter. Whites boast of “subjectively” more aesthetic physiognomy; but is it really “subjective” after all? Some things stand on their own two feet without need of oily embellishment or passive-aggressive insecurities; this is one of them, the other being that whites have been the superior and dominant global “race” for most of the last five hundred years. Forget begging for reparations, accept this as history and an indictment of your weaknesses as a group of people at that point in time. Instead of bemoaning and projecting your present flaws on the past, come to terms with them as a deal gone bad, own up to how you have gone awry since, and gear all your efforts towards avoiding an encore in the near, or distant, future.
This is how things are, but what bewilders is the amount of time people spend bickering over these semantics. Granted, these same semantics – physical differences or subversive, invasive, degenerative influences in the past – have a major role to play in how cultures and civilizations evolve and maintain themselves and prosper. But globalization, for all of its many inherent, subliminal failings, ensures of one thing, which is that minds across the world, more than ever before, now have a chance of catching up with each other and raising each others’ consciousnesses, if only the people in possession of these minds gave this outrageous idea a fair go. The knowledge from across various cultures, throughout history, and through real-time interpersonal contact, that we now have available at our disposal boggles the mind. No one mind can possibly ever grasp the entirety of it but the continuous endeavour on behalf of all mankind has to be to constantly keep chugging and chipping away at this immense repository of learning. Often, curiosity itself is worth the price of admission; you don’t necessarily have to comprehend everything that greater minds have said before, but the willingness to explore unchartered and intimidating ground of itself, with humility, is essential to growing as a human being.
The true realization for humanity should be that we are all fellow travelers along the same path to an elusive but universal wisdom, some far ahead, some lagging behind, but in essence together as a group of nomads with distinctive personalities. All of us have a role to play in elevating our collective consciousnesses if only we could sublimate our egos; there will be those that will stubbornly refuse to admit of their deficiencies, and they will have to be cast aside for the worthless, leprous husks that they are. But for the rest, this is the one true unity and brotherhood that we should aspire towards.