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I'm so naive sometimes. I honestly believed it was older folks who thought this way--people from my generation or the generation before. I don't mean everyone in my generation obviously, just degenerates like my family and I. I can say for absolute certainty I was racist until sometime in my twenties, without even realizing it. Making jokes and having negative thoughts. It's the way you're raised, no matter who it is, because when I started analyzing it, my own behavior and thoughts, sometime in my 20's, I had no clue why I thought the way I did or said the things I did regarding race. No clue. It took years, and I mean years, to correct that behavior, but more importantly to correct those thoughts.
I'm merely relaying my own experience, pathetic as it is, but I've grown and learned. What bothers me is stupid ****'s who pretend to be tolerant but aren't in their own thoughts or own home or whatever. It's easy to put on a political face. Not so easy to open your heart and mind.
Riley is an idiot, but he shouldn't be crucified. He's a person with a mom and dad and kids just like any other human. He's just ignorant and stupid. I really don't know what his punishment should be, but he said what he said in front of thousands and now millions of people and that shouldn't be tolerated at all. In any way. The problem is everyone is crucifying him for saying it, and I think it's more important that he was thinking it.
I grew up in a racist area that is still that way today. Sad. Most of the people there are locked into this backward thinking. Actually it is hateful thinking. Luckily my family moved away from there while I was still young. However, even then I knew it was wrong. The small town in which I grew up had a white school and a black school. It also had a white church and black church of the same faith. It didn't seem right. I couldn't understand why they had to be separated. After moving away from there I learned the meaning of prejudice and my parents did as well. We changed our way of thinking. Attending college particularly opened my eyes. How this backwoods thinking goes on is beyond me.