Very wise for such a young man

Her false claims of hate mail, etc. are what make me thing she is just a fruitcake.

There's also a desire to assimilate to the majority. Thing is, "majority" for her wasn't "society" but something smaller. In her case, probably her siblings. Perhaps that's part of her fruitcakiness.

At the same time she seems to really want to identify with victimhood. She favors self-described victims over others, and makes herself out to be the victim. There's a lot of that. I'd even go far as to say there's a bit of that on the part of her parents: Not every white family adopts 3 black kids and the baggage that can entail, one way or another. And even fewer adopt a Haitian kid. But one view of linguistic assimilation and acculturation is that you seek to be like those who you consider to have some sort of "prestige", with a fairly technical definition attached to it. Usually those with prestige are prosperous, dominant, better connected with each other. That's usually the majority, since majorities nearly always have some advantage, but not always. (Those who revel in their prestige often try to make it exclusive. There's some fruitcakiness going around with that, too.)


Here's an example partly parallel to Dolezal.

Years ago in a student council meeting I was busy taking notes and speakers' lists. I was chairing the meeting and it was moderately contentious--I have no idea what the contention was about, maybe funding, maybe some resolution meaningful to 15 people, all of them in that room. Dunno. 25+ students around a long table meant for perhaps 15, with another 15 or so standing and sitting along the walls. I knew perhaps 20 of the people--mostly council representatives that routinely attended plus a couple of representatives from some student groups that had brought a couple of issues to the council. It was a room last remodeled in perhaps 1925.

This one guy asked to speak. I looked up to ID him and had no idea who'd spoken. There was no doubt in my mind he was African-American, and he'd been speaking during brief recesses before. The phonology was right, the syntax was right, the vocabulary was right. It wasn't either of the black reps that were there, since I knew them and their voices. I figured he'd ask again--perhaps he was behind somebody else. Apparently I skipped him because he again asked to speak. Still couldn't ID him when I looked up. Finally I caught him in the act of speaking. Thin, pasty, blue-eyed, blond guy.

Talked to him afterward. He was the first kid of his mother's, who'd married a black guy when he was just a few years old. Later his mother died and he was alone with his step father and his family. He grew up in Compton. He had as much trouble speaking "white English" as anybody else that went to his school. He was the "white kid" in his classes, picked on for his race and size, but nonetheless his culture, what he grew up with, was what was around him. He'd assimilated to his community. They had the power, they had the connections, and whatever else was going on 15 miles away, in this kid's universe institutional power was entirely African-American.

His universe was bigger than Dolezalova's. But most people would consider their universes so small as to be ridiculous. She probably is a but of a fruitcake. This scrawny white kid wasn't.

His comments on this in general are gold.

It's my guess she feels that way. I won't argue with her.

Probably upset he didn't think of doing what Rachel did first. *shrugs*

From what I can tell he hasn't done what Rachel did.

But as a straight, white guy, I found myself in the main leadership role for an organization dedicated to full participation of gays, lesbians, bisexual and transgender in their faith communities. I served in that role - calling meetings, hosting events, planning gatherings - for several years. Why? Because the organization was (and is) important, and nobody else with that personal stake was willing to do it for a while.