Are there degrees of decency?
Hmm.
Along time ago in the Army I had a conversation with a black barracks mate. I'm white.
"What if you' daughter dated a black man?" he asked, when I was still even years from meeting her mother.
"Well, I'd want him to be a good man," I answered. And believed.
But, "Oh!" he protested. "He'd have to be a good black man!"
I was kind'a taken aback.
"He'd have to be a good black man!" he repeated, seemingly in accusation.
But then, I thought.
And blurted: "Well.... Yeah! I'd rather she'd be with a good black man than a bad black man."
Sheet!
From there, I think we went back to Army stuff....