Actually it does matter. When I was raped in 1968 by a black man it was not long after the time a white man had murdered 7 or 8 nurses who were living in one house. I figured that man had to be really crazy and hate women, especially white women. Who knows what some white woman might have done to him as a child. On the other hand I figured that to the black man raping me I probably just represented some symbol of power and success to him. That it was unlikely that some white person he had known well as a child had warped his personality. Thus I was glad he was black, not white.
I’m sorry for what happened to you. I don’t really understand your point, though. Read it twice and just don’t get it.
I suppose you are talking about Richard Speck. He was quite gross.