As a white person, thinking back over the span of my life... I can think of one legitimate time I experienced racism. A blind black man did not realize I was present on a bus loudly talked to his friend about how honey women are disgusting and will fuck anything.

It was a terrible experience and bothered me for a long time.

But what I took away from it was that as bad as that made me feel, it was one bad experience in 25 years. I wasn’t hurt. It didn’t affect my life in a permanently damaging way. And I realized black people are subject to things like that, but also to worse and they experience it frequently throughout their lives.

It taught me yocempathize just a little with how incredibly awful our social environment is for nonwhite people. I wish the whiners who bitch about anti-white racism could grasp that the petty things they’re bothered by are nothing next to a lifetime of harassment and suffering.