Real Racism
Comedian Bill Burr says that “real racism is subtle”. And these days it is, due to a real life version of Godwin’s Law, where nobody wants to continue arguing the minute you bring the master race shit into it. The white hood stuff has been relegated to the backwoods and small-towns where nobody expects anybody else to make sense. It belongs to the Palin-lovers or the inner-city Farrakhan-worshipers and people who wish the world would go back 40 or 50 years so that they can feel more at home in it. They can’t handle the subtlety
Real racism, meaning the kind that exists everywhere else, is so subtle that sometimes its presence is hidden even from the racist. Usually what happens is that this person has a definite vision of what racism is in their heads which allows them to condemn other people of their race, but not themselves. I am not a racist because I don’t believe they should be lynched. I am not a racist because I have had those people in my home many times. I am not a racist because I don’t chase them out of my store with a shotgun.
Real racism allows you to have sex with members of another race, have people you can call friends who are from another, hated race, work for a boss who is from that race etc.. It is very inconsistent. Of course, I am not telling you anything you don’t already know.
