Stigma

What is Stigma?

Stigma in my own understanding can be wrong and right at the same time. From the reading that was given to me a seventeen year old young man was killed due to wearing the wrong clothes at the wrong hour at the wrong time of night. He was identified by his clothing as a trouble maker due to a sweat shirt with a hood. If wearing clothes was to make the man then I would be a different type of person every single hour, every single day. I would be a business man during the morning, and a gang banger by afternoon, and a bum during the night.

The reactions of stigma are funny in ways my eyes while other times it just doesn’t seem right. High school kids can be seen as trouble by wearing an outfit seen on TV in some ways.  How the labels emblazon onto some of the youths foreheads for having their pants worn almost falling to the ground. The times when I, myself have gotten stares like I was going to just take some lady’s purse and run or when a girl grasps onto her boyfriend’s arm once I walk past. Even when the time comes when someone just crosses the street to avoid contact when I was about to walk passed them. It sucks.

I think that society is on the way to simply not caring about any of this stigma now days. People still wear what they want to wear knowing the fact that it may seem intimidating, while others wear the clothing to make people intimidated. No matter the occasion people judge people. The way they carry themselves after that fact is the deciding factor.