A few thoughts on white comfort with racism, and how it manifests.
A few years ago, a friend of mine asked me whether I considered a local christian school for our boys. "It's a great place", he remarked in our meeting. "Very welcoming. You all should think about it." 1
I told my friend that, in the ten years I'd lived in Memphis, I'd heard absolutely *nothing* other than racist horror stories from black students and parents affiliated with this allegedly christian institution. Absolute **HORROR** stories. Ten years worth. 2
I gave him a snippet of the stories I'd heard. Just tragic stuff. Classic and predictable stuff, sadly. "Quite frankly," I remember telling him, "I'd sooner set my sons on *fire* than send them to this awful, racist, soul-crushing nominally xtian institution." 3