I apologize for the length of this post ahead of time.
Normally, I don’t dive into controversial topics, but I must say that this particular topic is something I have first hand experience with. That is to say that I may have a different perspective on this entire issue.
I was born in Atlanta GA in the middle part of the 20th Century when the entire suburban population was only about 500,000. When I moved away that number was more than 5,000,000. My suburb in the 1960s was comprised almost entirely of non-Latino white people. I did not meet a single black person until I was about 8 years old, and was shocked to find out that my new classmates/friends were just like me but with what I called ‘a super suntan’. I was fortunate that my father was very progressive for his time. He did not allow people to use racial slurs in his house. I grew up accepting people as ‘humans’ as opposed to ‘others’ from as far back as I can remember. So, I have been by the side of the folks who have been bullied for their race and have been bullied myself because of it.
My home city grew from a culture of racial fear to racial acceptance and now even, perhaps, something approaching harmony. It took 50 years and a lot of “two steps forward, one backwards” kind of progress to get to the current status but it is certainly more sane and equitable than it was. However, that being said, the further you get from the center of Atlanta, the more racially unbalanced the communities become.
When I married my first wife, I moved to Athens, GA (60 miles east of Atlanta). The culture shock I got when I arrived was significant. There was an amazing amount of ‘plantation mentality’ still in play in everyday life. Nowhere near as bad as Jim Crow, but there were definitely racial barriers that I hadn’t seen in years still in place. That changed gradually in the 25 years I lived there to a more tolerant (at least superficially) environment, but lets just say that there are many social and racial imbalances that have yet to be equalized.
Now, I live on the very outskirts of the Great Smoky Mountains in East Tennessee. It is very rare to see any non-white people here in the nearby local’s (as opposed to tourist’s) town. And yet, when they are encountered they are treated the same as if they were any other person. I am quite certain that racial jokes and slurs are more common here than they were back in the ‘Big City’ but the effects are not that noticeable. A black family or even a mixed-race family who live here aren’t ostracised as far as I can tell. It actually feels more like Atlanta than it does Athens to me. I hypothesize that it may be because with a lower density of non-white people, even the less tolerant white folks are socially inhibited from exhibiting their intolerance. However, I live out here in the woods, not in town. I could be just viewing things through rose-colored glasses.
I like to believe that most people are essentially good when their basic needs are met. Many are even when they have to go without. Kind to their neighbors, open-hearted to those who are strangers. But it does not take many folks who oppose the norm to subvert the system and cause it to invert upon itself. The fear of the other has been used since time immemorial to consolidate power of the tribe for the use of a few or one by using distrust and fear of ‘The Other’.
Bigotry is bigotry irrespective of who is being bigoted against whom. Humans are humans. The sooner we realize that, the sooner this kind of foolishness will fade away into history like the divine right of kings. Or so I hope. I also want a pony.