In the fall of 2015, the fraternity Kappa Alpha had been granted access to return to Randolph-Macon’s campus.
Upon knowledge of the fraternity’s speedy comeback after making national news for discriminatory and prejudicial practices, I asked myself: “why?”
I asked myself “why would Randolph-Macon bring back a fraternity that overtly displayed extreme racial insensitivity?”
I wondered if it was because there is a lack of white fraternities on campus and our young white men need more options in choosing a Greek home. But then, I thought, that can’t be the case. Including KA, there are eight fraternities on this campus, and six of them are historically white.
So “why?” I thought.
I yearned for an answer, an excuse, because my soon to be alma mater could not possibly think that little of people of color on this campus to where racial prejudice only receives a juvenile slap on the wrist.
I was wrong. They could.
Over my four years at this college, I have dealt with marginalization and chalked it up to ignorance, but one can only make so many excuses for someone’s very evident carelessness. With the current Black Lives Matter movement going on across this country, I would expect Randolph-Macon to not only
be particularly sensitive to racial injustices, but also to actually address the genocide of Black people that is going on in the world.
The lack of representation of people of color should call for an overcompensation of racial discussion, but Randolph-Macon clearly believes that silence will somehow fool us all into believing that we (people of color on this campus) can be brainwashed into believing that there is equality between
us and the white students on campus–and there is not.
I am not as outraged about the return of the fraternity as I am hurt. I am a descendant from a long legacy of human beings that fought their entire lives so that I could live one day in a world of freedom, in a world of peace and love.
I am sad to say that they would be disappointed with Randolph-Macon College.
Randolph-Macon, do black lives matter to you? Because your actions are telling me that they don’t.
-Hope Ward ’15, Contributing Writer