as a birthright quaker who was in part, raised by a black man, i've got some perspectives on racism that would take days to recount. i had a business in the nineties that schooled me to a greater extent on this subject. about eighty percent and perhaps more, of my difficulties with the public were easily placed at the door of poorly behaved african descended individuals, and i don't like knowing or saying such a thing;

This is part of our continuing series of accounts by readers of how they shed the illusions of liberalism and became race realists.

I began to see the light on race when I sat down for a presentation on racism at my church in 2017, and the person leading that presentation, who was a perfect stranger to me and knew exactly nothing about me, told me — and all the other white people there — that we were racists. I was at that time a liberal Democrat raised with reverence for MLK Jr. and taught from birth that race is merely a matter of variation in skin color. I was, in fact, not a racist at the start of that presentation. But as the presentation unfolded into a discourse on “implicit bias” and “systemic racism” — as it became essentially a long elaboration of the original insult and slur directed at all the white people in the room — my perspective started to change. I suppose I’d say I started to see the light then because, like many others, I am not inclined to be told that I am a villain by an inarticulate and obviously stupid person whom I’ve never met, and simply roll over and take it.

Still, my change in perspective had just begun, and I have to admit that I was still a liberal Democrat in 2020 when George Floyd died, and I still hopped on that loathsome bandwagon, joining the hue and cry for conversations on racism and all the injustices black Americans (and others) supposedly endure. In my defense, I’d had a number of black friends throughout my life, and each and every one had filled my ears with stories of the racism they had personally endured, which now, in hindsight, strike me as hyperbolic if not more or less fictional. I never supported BLM or joined any other such group, but I was anguished by what I saw as overt racism and cruelty toward blacks.

Post-2020, though, reality began to crash in. To put the matter simply, what I’d first encountered in that presentation in 2017 became mainstream, ubiquitous even. Contrary to the belief that race is only skin-deep and that all persons are essentially the same, we were now to believe that all whites are essentially wicked, the whole of American history is racist and irredeemably vicious, and all “BIPOCs” are noble, superior even, and worthy of a kind of veneration. In other words, everything now is quite literally black and white. Blacks only ever fail because of whites, and whites only ever succeed because of blacks. I was horrified by the 1619 Project, the epitome of all this, and horrified that every single white liberal I’d ever known seemed utterly entranced by this nonsense..........more......