Originally Posted by
logroller
My mom told me there was a bridge that led from the main town to the white suburb she grew up in; on that bridge was a sign that said, NO BLACKS AFTER DARK. That's racism. I too lived in that suburb, (I say suburb, but it was a white ghetto), and my neighbor forever referred to black people as coloreds. Which may seem overtly racist, but I could tell he was truly censoring himself, and colored was, to him, a politically correct term. I think it varies by circumstance, that racism/ hateful ignorance is a relative state of being. That the proverbial mountaintop to which MLK referred is where we want every man, woman and child to reach; and We won't get there by kicking stones downhill.