I also have nordic and celtic roots. My mother's father was from Germany, my grandmother's family from England. My father's family was a mix of english, irish, and scottish. I am so white that I glow in the dark. But I have been a victim of racism. People of color who did not like me precisely because of my skin color. It doesn't matter that I was raised to not see other humans beneath me. I was a small child during the first riots in the Watts section of L.A. (I was born there and we moved to Texas in 1974 when I was an older kid.) I am so tired of skin color. I never liked the n-word. Never heard it until we moved to Texas. I don't like it when anyone uses it, including black people with one another.
My culture values people for the content of character. But there were plenty of people used to racism. My mother worked for a grocery supplier. Sometimes her pay was in food. Some guys brought it to the house. Black guys. They would not sit in the living room with us for lemonade. They would sit in the kitchen.
