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Mainstream
By Lana Ser


        What is mainstream?


        Ask anyone today; they will likely say it is what is “trending.” A song everyone is streaming, a movie everyone is talking about, a meme everyone is sharing.


        In reality, it is the background noise of society. Mainstream is the opinion repeated so often that it stops sounding like an opinion at all. Think about the stereotypes people claim are “just jokes.” That Asians are all bad drivers, or smart, or scammers, or somehow less human behind tiny eyes. That Black people are criminals or thugs, naturally athletic but not educated, and loud. That Hispanics eat tacos every day, steal jobs or deal drugs, and work only blue-collar labor. That White people are materialistic, racist, red-necked “Karens” who live on junk food and entitlement. These ideas are not fringe. They are familiar. Most people have heard them long before they were old enough to question them. And that familiarity is exactly the point. 


        Racism has adapted to the age of branding and politeness. It no longer needs explicit language to survive; it is no longer calling Asians “CC” or calling Black people the “n-word.” It lives in the patterns. Who is promoted, who is policed; who is trusted, who is ignored; who is believed, who is blamed; who is given grace, who is denied it. It lives in stereotypes passed off as humor, in “objective” standards that somehow always favor the same groups, and in the constant demand that marginalized people prove their humanity in ways others never have to. It thrives in the spaces between policies and practice, in the invisible rules of who belongs and who doesn’t. It hides in hiring algorithms and the subtle body language that communicates discomfort and suspicion. It lingers in the classroom when teachers call on some children more than others, in the newsroom when stories about certain communities are ignored or sensationalized, in the courtroom when justice bends in the most predictable ways.


        Mainstream insists it is neutral. But neutrality, in a world shaped by inequality, is not innocence. It is alignment. When films and fairy tales repeatedly cast villains with dark and ugly and foreign features, when advertisements and video games present whiteness as the default, culture teaches fear without ever naming it. Lessons settle into instincts. People begin to believe their reactions are natural, not learned. That is how racism becomes self-sustaining: it stops looking like ideology and starts feeling like common sense. It seeps into everyday judgments, like whose pain is worthy of empathy and whose success is admired or envied, whose mistakes are excusable and whose are damning. Who is asked to speak for entire communities? Who is assumed to represent only themselves? Whose voices are amplified and whose are dismissed as angry, emotional, or unreasonable? We are molding the invisible hierarchy of credibility, respect, and authority so that privilege masquerading around as merit and bias hides behind expertise. Even well-meaning institutions participate. And it is not through malice, it is through inertia. Policies claim fairness, standards claim impartiality, traditions claim timelessness. All these mechanisms reinforce patterns that always favor the already favored. And in this way, racism becomes ordinary. Unremarkable. The air people breathe without noticing it.


        The most dangerous thing about it is how easily it denies itself. Progress is constantly cited as proof that racism is “mostly over,” while ongoing disparities are reframed as personal failure or cultural deficiency. This shifts blame away from systems and onto individuals. It allows society to congratulate itself while repeating the same patterns with new language. Yet culture is not fixed. The mainstream is not a law of nature; it is a consensus, and consensus can be disrupted. When artists, writers, and communities refuse to soften their stories, when they speak with complexity instead of palatability, they expose the cracks in what is considered normal. 


        To confront racism today is not only to challenge hate, but to challenge habits. It is to ask why certain inequalities feel inevitable, why some heartbreak is treated as tragic while other pain is treated as routine. It is to recognize that what we call mainstream has been curated by history. By power. By repetition. It is to acknowledge that we have been told from the very start what success looks like, what beauty looks like, what danger looks like, what worth looks like. What normal looks like. But we are vast, we are ever-changing, we are human; and defining us is like chasing the horizon.


        So what is mainstream? It is not just what becomes popular. It is what has been protected from scrutiny. And until racism itself becomes uncomfortable, until it stops blending seamlessly into culture, it will continue to survive—not on the margins, but right at the center of who we claim to be.