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whiterknight ago

When I was young I grew up in a mostly white state, white town, and completely white suburban neighborhood and in a Christian family. My exposure to niggers was completely naught. As a young person I had ideas that racism was unfairly prejudiced against a group of people for what I thought was without cause.

When I left home I moved west, and lived in the L.A. area for a few years in neighborhoods where I began to run into them in their own habitat. It's taken me a decade but I guess the answer to this question was that there wasn't really a tipping point for me, but a gradual realization based on observation and exposure to them.

There's no external ideal that "put nonsense" into my head, my experiences and personal observations drove my feelings and knowledge on race matters.