It’s worth talking, not to me, but to black people who were really raised as minorities, blacks who grew up in white neighborhoods, and went to white schools. It’s not the “Nigger, I hate you” stories that you hear—though there’s some of that. Instead you get their white friends telling them, “they’re not really black.” Or you get their white friends consistently trying to set them up with the only other black guy\girl in the school. (I’m sure some gay cats who’ve worked in offices, have similar stories.) But these people were their friends, they weren’t awful people. And they weren’t moral degenerates. A lot of em were the sort of friends you’d want in the trenches with you.
— The Limits Of Our Dialouge On Race And Beyond - Ta-Nehisi Coates
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