The Limits of Good Intentions: Why We Can’t Fight What We Don’t Know

We live in a moment where opposing racism is, thankfully, a widely held value. Declarations of solidarity fill social media feeds, corporate mission statements champion diversity, and many of us pride ourselves on being allies. This shift in public sentiment is a hard-won victory, the fruit of decades of painful activism. Yet, there exists a profound and often unacknowledged gap between condemning racism in principle and being equipped to dismantle it in practice. This gap exists because fighting racism effectively requires more than good intentions; it requires a particular kind of knowledge—knowledge that, by its very nature, cannot be fully accessed by those who have not lived under the weight of racism.

To understand this, we must move beyond thinking of racism as a simple, ugly belief held by obviously hateful people. It is that, but it is also so much more. It is a current that runs through the everyday, a subtle shift in atmosphere, a code embedded in systems. It lives in the pause before a door is unlocked, the extra glance at a receipt, the well-meaning question about where someone is really from. For those who haven’t experienced it, racism can appear as a series of isolated, unfortunate events. For those who live it, it is a relentless weather, shaping the landscape of a lifetime. You cannot become a meteorologist for a climate you have never inhabited. You can read about the storms, but you do not know the particular ache of the constant damp, nor can you predict the sudden squall from a seemingly clear sky.This experiential knowledge is the compass needed to navigate the real battlefield. Without it, even the most sincere ally is prone to misstep. The fight often gets misplaced onto the terrain of the obvious—the overt slur, the cartoonish villain—while the more insidious, structural manifestations go unchallenged. A person untouched by racial bias may believe the problem is solved once the rules appear fair on paper, failing to see the invisible hurdles that remain. They may prioritize comfort over truth, seeking a tidy, polite conversation and misunderstanding the raw urgency behind lived pain as counterproductive anger. They may, in a desire to help, insist on leading the charge in ways that drown out the very voices they aim to amplify.

This is not to say that those without personal experience have no role to play. Their role is, in fact, critical. But it is a role best defined by humility and amplification, not assumption and leadership. The core of the work lies in a radical form of listening, a listening that does not seek to reframe, minimize, or immediately solve, but to absorb and believe. It requires accepting that you will never be the expert on this pain. Your job is not to imagine you can feel it fully, but to trust the testimony of those who do. It is to use your own position in the spaces where voices of color are excluded to pass the microphone, to question the inherited structures you benefit from, and to endure the discomfort of confronting a world that looks different from a perspective not your own.

Fighting racism is not merely an intellectual exercise. It is an emotional, psychological, and deeply human endeavor. It demands a fluency in a language of nuance, of microaggressions and coded language, of historical trauma and present-day fear. This fluency is not learned in a seminar; it is acquired through lived translation, day after day. To believe we can effectively combat a force we have only witnessed from the shore is to risk building a ship that cannot sail the real sea. The path forward is a partnership—one where the lived experience of the marginalized designs the strategy, and the privileged lend their strength, resources, and platforms to the cause, guided not by their own assumptions, but by a trust in the knowledge borne of a life they have never had to live. The fight needs allies, but allies who understand that their first and most important task is to follow the lead of those who know the terrain.