FlyingRamenMonster, we are the people that fill other people’s quota of non-white friends. 
If family counts, my SO is Chinese, and I am involved heavily with his family. But I don’t really think that counts; that’s not exactly by choice (not that they’re not wonderful people, most of them.)
You post, therefore you exist. Whether or not you have friends is up to you.
I’m white, I don’t really have many friends that I regularly hang out with, but they’re all white. My best friend’s stepson is black, I hang out with the stepson at my friends house sometimes. I had a few black friends in school.
Heh, heh. 
That actually is one of my favorite shows. Whenever I’m home, my dad and I watch it together. My dad was in the Korean War but unlike Lionel he did not get kicked in the head by a mule.
Are you originally from the UK?
The last time I was in the UK I had insomnia and found it when I was flipping channels. (It was between that and watching a documentary on a brit 70’s cop show that seemed like a mockumentary on Starsky and Hutch. Right down to one of the actors releasing pop music. I later found out that it was a real show.)
I confess that since I didn’t know the history of the characters, most of the story meant nothing to me, but at 3:00 in the morning it was better than nothing.
I’m there again next week, so maybe I’ll see some more of it.
Of my closest friends, one is black, like me, and seven are white. I used to have an Indian friend, but he moved, so we only chat online now.
I have one black friend/colleague and that’s about it. It’s just because of the demographics and dynamics around here. There are very few black professors in my dept., and I’m not sure how many there are on the campus as a whole. Only HR knows for sure. I have seen some working as classified staff but again, not many.
In the city I live in, as well as in the surrounding cities, the population is mostly white and Hispanic–very few blacks overall.
I have mostly white pals, some Latinos, and some Asians.
Oh, no, I am from Maryland, but me and my dad watch the show on Maryland Public Television. It comes on at 2:30pm on weekdays. That’s why I only get to see it when I’m home. I am very dull and spend most of my leave and vaycay time with my folks.
However we do call our pastor “Vicar” if that counts!
As Time Goes By really is a good show, seriously. Very well-written and acted. Plus Dad has a crush on Judi Dench and it’s always cute to watch him, watch her.
I don’t have any at the moment.
One of my coworkers was black at the center I worked in last year, and I considered her the best friend I had there. Before that my best friend in 8th grade was half black. She was one of the only black kids in my school.
You would think, considering I speak Spanish and am deeply interested in immigrant issues, that I would have at least one Latino friend, but no.
A very close mutual friend my husband and I have, the Best Man at our wedding, is 2nd generation Chinese. My husband is 3rd generation Italian. My best friend and her ex are both lesbians. I used to live with an Indian and a Republican. I don’t just accept diversity, I actively seek it out.
We were just making the preliminary invitation list for our wedding and realized we know a lot of mixed couples. I suppose technically we’re mixed, I’m American mutt white and he’s American mutt Venezuelan and Jewish. Our friend portion of the list is about 50% white, the rest is a mix.
Hey, you should write a book! 
Creaky, my dad dated Judi Dench back in the Fifties, has kept in touch with her intermittently since then, and saw her a few years ago in NYC (my mom is tickled by it all). Our dads should compare notes.
Oh, that is way cool! My dad would be so jealous!
See, he sees the As Time Goes By story as kind of his own.
He and my mom dated when he was a young Army lieutenant and she was a nurse during the Korean War. Except they didn’t get separated by mistake, but got married. But my dad is so much like Lionel, seriously. Heh, wish my mom were more like Jean!
(Sorry about the hijack!)
I have no white friends, never did. I have an ex coworker that I hang out with sometimes. We like to talk politics and share ideas, and she teaches me all kinds of stuff about radical feminists, and she is someone willing to watch some of the movies that I like that my friends won’t watch with me, so we hang out once in a while. I don’t count her as a friend.
At work, there is a co-worker who I surprised myself and developed a mutual respect with, to the point of somewhat a bond. I don’t count him as a friend either. Both him and my feminist ex co-worker know that I struggle with racial issues; I make no secret of it.
The white folks I ‘know’ from the dope (and Domebo/Giraffe) are about the closest I have come to having ‘white friends’, outside of those co-workers.
My daughter doesn’t have this issue at all, which is fascinating for me to watch.
You bring up an interesting point, which is that the Dope (and internet in general) is probably one of the few environments in which one can be truly, fully colorblind. As much as I love diversity, I can’t ignore racial tension in real-life social situations, but here, unless it’s explicitly mentioned, one’s race or ethnicity is literally a nonexistent consideration in social interactions. I think that’s kind of cool.
I currently have two black friends, one who was born in Africa. She used to work for me, but we still exchange emails and see each other a few times a year. Oddly, she has no accent at all, or if she does have one, it is closest to a valley-girl accent. When I first interviewed her it was over the phone and it was an amusing surprise when she showed up for her in-person interview.
I have other black friends where the friendships have drifted. I read at a wedding of a black woman about 14 years ago, but I haven’t seen the couple in about 10 years.
I also have many other non-black, non-white friends. Friends from Peru, Panama, Japan and parts of Asia. And I have native American friends. Admittedly, I don’t see all of them regularly, but the truth is, I rarely see any of my friends anymore - the nature of time passing and lives drifting.
Hmm, I guess it’d have to be White Like Me in my case though.
Really? You socialise and discuss deep stuff with her but she’s not a friend?
Seems like you have unnecessarily high standards 
I’m sorry that my idea of friendship confuses you. It is actually quite simple. You are nowhere near a friend just because we socialise and discuss deep topics. Hell, I probably have a couple enemies that fit that description. She knows I don’t count her as a friend (although she has told me she counts me as one). I am the one confused though; why would you think you are qualified to tell me what standards for my friendship are necessary?
:dubious: What’s with the condescension and pissiness?
It’s My Humble Opinion that socialising with someone outside of work and having conversation with them that goes beyond small talk constitutes friendship. I think it’s a pretty useful social definition, but you can call people whatever the fuck you want.
I didn’t mean to condescend, so I have no idea what’s up with that. The pissiness though, probably comes from that fucking ‘confused’ smiley, which I hate with a passion. Don’t get me wrong; I have seen it executed with the kind of comedic timing that leaves me in giggles, but when a poster uses it to show how they just can’t fathom someone’s different viewpoint, I get annoyed enough to probably over-react. Sorry.
Suffice it to say, I take the word ‘friend’ seriously. I have moved an entire family of five into my two bedroom apartment, for over five months, completely stressing out my poor husband in the name of friendship. I wouldn’t do that for my aforementioned co-worker, and I know she wouldn’t do it for me.