I don't think my like nor dislike of any particular food or food styles has anything to do with how I treat people from a particular race or geographic area. Unlike libtards, I don't immediately label everything and everyone. I'm quite happy with friends, acquaintances, and coworkers who are just that, friends, acquaintances, and coworkers. I don't have "xyz friends" or "pdq coworkers" where xyz and pdq are the protected or hot-topic demographic de-jure.
Racist, racism...sheesh. I guess when all you've got is a hammer, everything starts looking like a nail. How sad that some people live their lives in a perpetual state of crisis or offense at this or that. Effin' relax people. Don't take yourselves so seriously, honestly, no one really cares all that much.
I’ve heard this described as rule of the mean girls.
The person who throws the biggest fit wins.
But instead of it being a decision of where the group goes to hang out, it is everyone denied the option to use a specific term, the right to express a contrary opinion, etc.
It is the tyranny of the temper tantrum, applied to adult rights like speech and association.