I agree.
I used to hate those white covers when I was a kid, and it wasn’t political. I just thought they ruined the music. But from my current perspective, I don’t indict anyone for buying them. You can only absorb what you can absorb, coming from the culture you come from.
There’s an old saying in the garment industry that you can only introduce one new idea in a dress at a time.
Even on this thread, we see people coming from different parts of the US, listening to different music when they were growing up and having a different take on the subject.
I grew up in the upper Midwest during the fifties and sixties, and had to endure polka music on tv during the weekends in the winter when it was too cold to go outside. Talk about torture. I doubt a lot of white Americans of my parents generation who grew up during the Great Depression knew diddley squat about blues and funkier r and b or even folk music. I’m quite sure my father never heard of Woody Guthrie or B.B King. He and my mother certainly never evinced any interest in anything but the mostly watery pop music of the fifties and early sixties. We didn’t even have a cheap hifi console until I was in my mid-teens, and I bought Tijuana Brass records for my parents. That they liked.