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Come back with me a bit. Let's say, oh, about ten years.
I'm living in small-town Michigan at the time, population less than one thousand people. I'm at a small party with a number of new friends when one of the elderly ladies approaches me. In all seriousness and meaning absolutely no disrespect, she says to me; "I'm surprised you would feel comfortable at a place like this."
Having no idea what I'm in for, I finish my drink and ask; "Why?"
She pauses before answering, turning slowly to look at me as though the answer should be obvious. "Because you're black."
I have no idea what to say to that. What really flabbergasts me is that she was not trying to be disrespectful or offensive; this was her way of life. This was normal for her.
I look at the Donald Stirling allegation and I shake my head at the utter stupidity of it all. This is the year 2014. Like it or not, segregation was a long time ago. Like it or not, there is a black man at the head of the table in the White House. What floors me is that even if you don't like a situation, shouldn't you have the common sense to to accept the passing of your time with dignity, lest, well, you suffer the backlash this man is?
As for me, I grew up colorblind, a benefit of a California upbringing. I could hang with, and dislike, people of all races equally.
I like to think, hope to think, that we are fast approaching a world that sees racism as an insignificant minority. I liken another predator's fate to this situation; the dinosaur. The world (or cosmos) took care of them just fine.
While I hope for no meteors, I pray I live to see the day where the world deals with racism too.
Thanks for reading.
PS: I replied to that woman by saying "Actually, ma'am, I'm tan, which makes you pink." She didn't get the humor and walked away.