I consider myself to be white. At least in America. Sadly that is not the case anywhere else. As my friends informed me during a racist diatribe of which I tried to participate.

In one country theyll compliment me on my English — thanks.

In another, if two taxis drive by theyll tell me to stand back or look “friendlier”.

The most humiliating is watching my friends being pulled to the front at the nightclub while they try to explain that I am with them. Even then, I have to pay. I dyed my hair as an experiment, but just got laughed at mostly.

Eventually once the drinks are passed around the conversation will evolve into the quality of my blood — thats a big deal in a lot of countries where there are various N words depending on your racial makeup, and you wouldn’t want to be ignorant and use the wrong word to insult someone.

A corrupt CEO recently apologized for his type B blood as he couldn’t help himself, and the public sympathized. I couldn’t even win at that. All the girls on japancupid will eventually ask your blood type and if you don’t know it theyll guess it for you. Of course they guessed mine was B — big surprise there…

Sad to say after years living in Korea, Peru and Mexico and other years of traveling guatamala, cambodia and bolivia and speaking 3 languages,

Nearly every racist experience I’ve ever had was outside the U.S.

The U.S. is the least racist place I have ever lived.

That doesn’t change anyones experience or bring people back to life. In fact the only racist experience I had in the U.S. was when I brought a black chic to a bait shop. But it does mean that there is hope. or maybe it just means that things might start going in the right direction.