|Wait, I'm a sterotype?!? It can't be!|
And it really bugs me that I’ve been seeing a lot of stereotypes in the books I’ve tried reading.
Sure, sometimes stereotypes are supposed to be funny, a sort of “Ha, ha, I know what you were thinking, but this character is NOTHING LIKE THAT!” Most often, the author throws in a stereotype without even thinking about it, because stereotypes are so easy to write. Cheerleader? Well, she must be blond and easy. Smart girl? Glasses and bookish, awkward around boys. Black girl? Sassy best friend. Same with the gay guy. I could go on all day. But I won’t, because I don’t want to give anyone any ideas. Because stereotypes are dangerous.
|Hey, everybody, look! I found a stereotype.|
In tourist hotels in Egypt, Tunisia and Morocco, porters and bellhops often wear a fez to provide local colour for visitors.
That made me realize why stereotypes are so very scary. When we here it often enough: Asians are good at math, blacks can really dance, white people loooove mayonnaise and so on, we start to believe it about ourselves. Then it starts to enter our social consciousness, and we perpetrate the stereotype we’re told we fit.
I spent half of my high school career thinking I was good at basketball. Until I realized I really, really wasn’t. No one was more disappointed than the girls basketball coach.
|I. Don't. Care. I'm rich!|
And I’m tired of the same flat characters in movies, where actors can make an entire career out of being a stereotype (Yeah, I’m looking at you, Samuel L. Jackson. You too, Michael Cera.) It smacks of laziness, like no one could bother to go back and give a character depth. Look at the new TV show Outsourced. Wow, really NBC?