When I first got out of school in the mid-80’s, I was a chemist at a company in a predominately black light-industrial area on the southeast side of Baltimore city. I had to drive through the area to get on 95 to get to home in the evenings. I was spit at, called names, screamed at, the amount of blind racist hatred was shocking...
Yep, the yuetes stand in the middle of the streets and dare you to run them over, so you have to drive around them. Only if...
The amount of denial among some whites is even more shocking.