I grew up in the proverbial melting pot.
Simply everyone has been in my home at some point.
There is only one group that refuses to accept an invite or extend one.
That has been my honest to God experience.
We only joke around at work.
“There is only one group that refuses to accept an invite or extend one.”
My first encounter with racism was in Pittsbugh in the early 70’s. My roomies and I were having a party and I was trying to get a head count at work. a black tech I worked with looked at me and said she may have had to work with whites at work, but she couldn’t stand us and she sure wasn’t going to socialize with us after work.