I've experienced racism (& yes....I'm whitish) as in a previous occupation that
I was in for the better part of two decades, I was what is called a "Second
Party Collector" ( = Repoman) and have been in and out of many situations
that would sound like fiction. I've been on 68 different Reservations and many
of those on a very regular basis.
I can only speak about a dozen words in Cree (& none in Dene), but at one
point I could half-arsed follow the conversation in Cree. I'd be beyond rusty
now...but that was then. I rarely let on that I could (more or less) follow what
was being said unless there was a tactical (occupational) advantage to it.
My Son is Many shades darker than myself and has his Mothers very prominent
Cheek structure. If we go into a store and don't stick together, the store detectives
follow him like they're attached to him by a leash. Luckily my Son has grown into
a Man of 6'5" & about 290lbs so he doesn't suffer verbal abuse from any but the
felony-stupid crowd.....but I can see it there as an undercurrent....
When I was kid I wasn't particular about my friends. Brown, white, asian, european, aboriginal. I remember racism, even got in a few scrapes over it, but the people who annoy me more than any Klu Klux Klan or Skinhead are the anxious hand wringing white people who think they know how the poor oppressed other people must feel and start preaching how we should be more sensitive.
Those are the real racists.
Tell me about it. My wife hates white people. She lets me have it every day.