I made no implication that anything was one direction. We are all racists. 'We' as in everyone. However, what differs is the power to enforce one's racism over others...that has been the the US since day one with the establisment of slavery in the colonies and beyond.
I do not critizise others for using legitimate means to fight back against past and ongoing injustices. And as a white man, I do not tell people of color what racism is or what is not. As part of the oppressing class, I do not tell the oppressed if it hurts or not...I'll take their word for it.
What you are talking is not racism. It’s just for lack of better word xenophobia, combined with attraction and curiosity towards the exotic.
It’s a big part of what makes us human. What makes toddlers love old people, what makes us attracted to the opposite sex, what makes some strangers attractive and others repulsive, with possible reversal ensuing.
Racism is singling out people of a specific nationality or haplogroup, and making their lives suck by treating them worse.
As people we are
made/evolved to treat people differently depending based on how they look, that can never, and never should be avoided.
You could say that humans to a large extent invented personality. It’s a huge part of what makes us successful as a species.
What matters is the kind and the amount of treating different.
We have an instant visceral reaction that can be measured, when we see a person with looks we are not used to, or a person with traits we want or fear.
That’s something very deep in humans and something that can be turned to good or bad.
If you are a reasonably intelligent person (which can sometime be hard to self-judge due to the Dunning Kruger effect) your ideas on racism and what to do about it has as much worth as anyone else’s in the mean if the population. Racism takes at least two parties.
Being at the wrong end of something bad doesn’t make you an expert.
Often the contrary. You often begin to lack perspective and become myopic.
When I was in DC last November I got a unique insight (for me) into the “racial” (the very word “race” is scientifically wrong and rubs me all kinds of against the my hairs when I hear it) problems in the US.
DC is a city composed of almost equally black and white people. And being the capital, it should uphold the moral high-ground, that the rest of country should strive for.
But like the London of the sixties, eighty percent of menial low status jobs are held by blacks.
Something which gives an atmosphere that is tacit knowledge for most Americans, but is hard to convey through pop culture to other parts of the world.
Among most black people there, there is feeling of what I best can describe as a deep inner core of angriness, that was almost palpable in person, but strangely not something you can really describe adequately with words.
It made a lot of things click for me that I have wondered about all my life.
And also raised a number of new questions for me.