Well Julie, What you state is an unfortunate fact that it works the other way,but you'd better not tell it....might upset people.
My first husband was murdered by a black man. My son and I were robbed walking to the idiot bookstudy by 4 black men.
When I was a little girl,my grandfather,in his 80's was robbed,beaten,strangled and left for dead(he survivied) by 3 young black thugs,in the little tavern he ran.
My second husband,after serving 2 tours in Viet-Nam,upon coming home,at the carwash,was shot point blank in the face in a robbery attempt by a blackman. Yeah,the facts are hard to swallow,it works both ways. hugs,T
Ps. I understand what you went thru in school.Here in Chicago it was awful too. I had just stared high school,and the rioting,gratuitous violence meted out was horrendous. I remember jumping out a lunchroom window when china plates started being whizzed my your head. I missed a lot of school because of fear and violence. We couldnt afford to leave the area.T
Carl Sagan on balancing openness to new ideas with skeptical scrutiny..."if you are open to the point of gullibility and have not an ounce of skeptical sense-you cannot distinguish useful ideas from worthless ones."