I’VE NEVER personally met a white person in my entire life who was “racist,” who considered blacks less than human, who believed blacks should not be judged as individuals, who believed slavery was moral, who was openly rude to blacks, who mistreated blacks, who called them “nigger,” who believed blacks should not be educated or given economic opportunities. I have met a few whites, not many, who considered blacks different and criticized some of their behavior, but never someone who was unwilling to befriend a black person of good will.

I know that there are whites who categorically dislike blacks, I know there have been whites who mistreated blacks and that there still are people like that, but I haven’t met any of these people.

So for me white racism is a myth.

It’s sort of like … well, the Coronavirus. I’ve never met a healthy person who was afflicted with Covid-19. I don’t know of a single healthy person who has died of it — or even sneezed from it.

I’ve never met a white racist, I but have met hundreds and hundreds of whites willing to do anything for blacks and who even worship them and who get a glowing, tingly smile on their face when they are talking to blacks, as if somehow the mere act of friendship with a black person or even mere physical proximity to the object of their worship elevates their worth. It seems like vanity to me. It seems just a way of dehumanizing blacks, it would make me angry if I were black and encountered this patronizing friendliness, but clearly in saying this I must be “racist” and mentally disturbed. I must harbor some hidden antipathy toward blacks that I’m not even aware of. Maybe I have Covid-19 too?

I don’t know. As far as I can see, “racism” is a term invented by those who want to feel morally superior to others. I see only vanity and deceit and dark political machinations behind it. It is based on a myth.

Clearly, I need to be re-educated.

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