Inevitably, somebody is going to draw the conclusion: might as well hang for a sheep as a lamb. If you're white, you're going to be accused of racism anyway, so why should it make any difference?
That's the attitude I took when Obama was elected. No more pretending that skin color doesn't matter. No more soft-pedaling my opinions out of fear of being called a racist. Now I say exactly what I think on the subject of black-white relations in America.
And there are consequences. I have several friends who will no longer speak with me. It hurts. The pain is real. I'll eventually be banned from FR, I suspect. Someday I'll probably be a convicted "hate criminal" as well. But I'm done denying reality. Speaking the truth is never a sin, and it's time for the truth about race relations in America to be spoken.
I have a young son. We are raising him to be a Catholic first, a Texan second, and a person of European ancestry third. I would never dream of teaching him to hate anyone. Nor would his mother and I ever preach that white supremacy stuff to him. But I damned sure am going to tell him the truth about how whites and blacks get along in the real world before I send him out into that real world. He is going to learn the easy way what I had to learn the hard way: that outside of Christianity we can't all just get along.
And if that makes me a "racist", then I'm prepared to live with that.