My parents have slowly over the past year or so started to be more open to the idea that many of the narratives were crap.

Open to ideas they would have thought were racist before.

Kind of. I can tell, especially with my mom, it's one of those things that she can't and won't ever let go of fully. I don't know why, but there seems to be an almost like "verge of a mental breakdown" if she allows herself to think certain harsh things especially regarding race.

They grew up in a different time and will always see things a certain way.

And the problem is on paper, some aspects of what was sold in like the 1980s version of "let's all just get along man" kind of almost worked for a bit. It was almost stable in a sense, in the way that the 1950s had a stability with the sexes that ultimately was doomed to not last because of the 19th amendment and the 1960s was a quick turnabout. Likewise the 80s was almost kind of stable and the 90s it was quick turnabout with race.

And that's the vision that people have, and feel evil if they "abandon that vision", they feel that "they can't throw the baby out with the bath water", but they don't realize that there never was a baby...not really. For the 2% of truth of that vision, 98% was a false bill of goods. But it's that 2% that they feel is almost like abandoning Christian love towards others; I address this later in the comment on how that's not the case. I edited this part after the fact.

Growing up in a different time, I've never had the same hangups on race that my parents had. I didn't have the fear of being percieved as "racist" to much of any real degree.

But the 2020 "summer of love" is where I allowed myself to totally break free of any of the liberal rooted worldview that had been there since the 1960s in our society at least.

It's not that I had my mind changed about the black community. It's just I stopped caring about squashing lines of thinking that might be "too rough".

I saw it with clarity that just how I see it as absurd that the UK walks on eggshells with Muslims, we have it just as bad as the UK with black people.

Once I made that connection that when I look at the UK and their fear of offending Muslims seems utterly ridiculous to me, and then see how we're the exact same with the 2020 riots and people trying to still run defense for them, I allowed myself to arrive at more conclusions that I wouldn't allow myself to in the past.

Then I started realizing a lot more things, like preferring people who are closer to your culture and values is the normal thing.

It's not even hateful to dislike a culture as a Christian, it's only hateful if you dislike them so much that you would like Jonah refuse to preach the gospel to them (he did by compulsion).

I also realized how hateful we're being to the black community in our "niceness". When God had Jonah preach repentance to Ninevah, it was an act of mercy.

The black community is like Ninevah right here in America, but do you ever see churches preaching that the black community needs to repent? They'll tell their white congregants to repent (all people should be called to repentance so this isn't wrong), but they'll see burning, looting and murdering by BLM and say "we stand with the black community and we don't want to cause division. We know that Jesus can heal the wounds in this country". Yes Jesus can heal all wounds, but in order to be healed you must first say "I am sick, I am a sinner, please heal me". The church isn't willing to tell the ghetto culture that it's sick because they'll be labelled a "hate church".

They'd rather black people go to hell than be called racist. If that isn't one of the highest levels of hate due to self love and self preservation, I don't know what is.

My parents have slowly over the past year or so started to be more open to the idea that many of the narratives were crap.

Open to ideas they would have thought were racist before.

Kind of. I can tell, especially with my mom, it's one of those things that she can't and won't ever let go of fully. I don't know why, but there seems to be an almost like "verge of a mental breakdown" if she allows herself to think certain harsh things especially regarding race.

They grew up in a different time and will always see things a certain way.

And the problem is on paper, some aspects of what was sold in like the 1980s version of "let's all just get along man" kind of almost worked for a bit. It was almost stable in a sense, in the way that the 1950s had a stability with the sexes that ultimately was doomed to not last because of the 19th amendment and the 1960s was a quick turnabout. Likewise the 80s was almost kind of stable and the 90s it was quick turnabout with race.

And that's the vision that people have, and feel evil if they "abandon that vision", they feel that "they can't throw the baby out with the bath water", but they don't realize that there never was a baby...not really. For the 2% of truth of that vision, 98% was a false bill of goods. But it's that 2% that they feel is almost like abandoning Christian love towards others; I address this later in the comment on how that's not the case. I edited this part after the fact.

Growing up in a different time, I've never had the same hangups on race that my parents had. I didn't have the fear of being percieved as "racist" to much of any real degree.

But the 2020 "summer of love" is where I allowed myself to totally break free of any of the liberal rooted worldview that had been there since the 1960s in our society at least.

It's not that I had my mind changed about the black community. It's just I stopped caring about squashing lines of thinking that might be "too rough".

I saw it with clarity that just how I see it as absurd that the UK walks on eggshells with Muslims, we have it just as bad as the UK with black people.

Once I made that connection that when I look at the UK and their fear of offending Muslims seems utterly ridiculous to me, and then see how we're the exact same with the 2020 riots and people trying to still run defense for them, I allowed myself to arrive at more conclusions that I wouldn't allow myself to in the past.

Then I started realizing a lot more things, like preferring people who are closer to your culture and values is the normal thing.

It's not even hateful to dislike a culture as a Christian, it's only hateful if you dislike them so much that you would like Jonah refuse to preach the gospel to them (he did by compulsion).

I also realized how hateful we're being to the black community in our "niceness". When God had Jonah preach repentance to Ninevah, it was an act of mercy.

The black community is like Ninevah right here in America, but do you ever see churches preaching that the black community needs to repent? They'll tell their white congregants to repent (all people should be called to repentance so this isn't wrong), but they'll see burning, looting and murdering by BLM and say "we stand with the black community and we don't want to cause division. We know that Jesus can heal the wounds in this country". Yes Jesus can heal all wounds, but in order to be healed you must first say "I am sick, I am a sinner, please heal me". The church isn't willing to tell the ghetto culture that it's sick because they'll be labelled a hate church.

They'd rather black people go to hell than be called racist. If that isn't one of the highest levels of hate due to self love and self preservation, I don't know what is.

My parents have slowly over the past year or so started to be more open to the idea that many of the narratives were crap.

Open to ideas they would have thought were racist before.

Kind of. I can tell, especially with my mom, it's one of those things that she can't and won't ever let go of fully. I don't know why, but there seems to be an almost like "verge of a mental breakdown" if she allows herself to think certain harsh things especially regarding race.

They grew up in a different time and will always see things a certain way.

And the problem is on paper, some aspects of what was sold in like the 1980s version of "let's all just get along man" kind of almost worked for a bit. It was almost stable in a sense, in the way that the 1950s had a stability with the sexes that ultimately was doomed to not last because of the 19th amendment and the 1960s was a quick turnabout. Likewise the 80s was almost kind of stable and the 90s it was quick turnabout with race.

And that's the vision that people have, and feel evil if they "abandon that vision", they feel that "they can't throw the baby out with the bath water", but they don't realize that there never was a baby...not really. For the 2% of truth of that vision, 98% was a false bill of goods. But it's that 2% that they feel is almost like abandoning Christian love towards others; I address this later in the comment on how that's not the case. I edited this part after the fact.

Growing up in a different time, I've never had the same hangups on race that my parents had. I didn't have the fear of being percieved as "racist" to much of any real degree.

But the 2020 "summer of love" is where I allowed myself to totally break free of any of the liberal rooted worldview that had been there since the 1960s in our society at least.

It's not that I had my mind changed about the black community. It's just I stopped caring about squashing lines of thinking that might be "too rough".

I saw it with clarity that just how I see it as absurd that the UK walks on eggshells with Muslims, we have it just as bad as the UK with black people.

Once I made that connection that when I look at the UK and their fear of offending Muslims seems utterly ridiculous to me, and then see how we're the exact same with the 2020 riots and people trying to still run defense for them, I allowed myself to arrive at more conclusions that I wouldn't allow myself to in the past.

Then I started realizing a lot more things, like preferring people who are closer to your culture and values is the normal thing.

It's not even hateful to dislike a culture as a Christian, it's only hateful if you dislike them so much that you would like Jonah refuse to preach the gospel to them (he did by compulsion).

I also realized how hateful we're being to the black community in our "niceness". When God had Jonah preach repentance to Ninevah, it was an act of mercy.

The black community is like Ninevah right here in America, but do you ever see churches preaching that the black community needs to repent? They'll tell their white congregants to repent (all people should be called to repentance so this isn't wrong), but they'll see burning, looting and murdering by BLM and say "we stand with the black community and we don't want to cause division. We know that Jesus can heal the wounds in this country". Yes Jesus can heal all wounds, but in order to be healed you must first say "I am sick, I am a sinner, please heal me". The church isn't willing to tell the ghetto culture that it's sick because they'll be labelled a hate church.

They'd rather black people go to hell than be called racist.

My parents have slowly over the past year or so started to be more open to the idea that many of the narratives were crap.

Open to ideas they would have thought were racist before.

Kind of. I can tell, especially with my mom, it's one of those things that she can't and won't ever let go of. I don't know why, but there seems to be an almost like "verge of a mental breakdown" if she allows herself to think certain harsh things especially regarding race.

They grew up in a different time and will always see things a certain way.

And the problem is on paper, some aspects of what was sold in like the 1980s version of "let's all just get along man" kind of almost worked for a bit. It was almost stable in a sense, in the way that the 1950s had a stability with the sexes that ultimately was doomed to not last because of the 19th amendment.

And that's the vision that people have, and feel evil if they "abandon that vision".

Growing up in a different time, I've never had the hangups on race that my parents had. I didn't have the fear of being percieved as "racist" to much of any degree.

But the 2020 "summer of love" is where I allowed myself to totally break free of any of the liberal rooted worldview that had been there since the 1950s at least.

It's not that I had my mind changed about the black community. It's just I stopped caring about squashing lines of thinking that might be "too rough".

I saw it with clarity that just how I see it as absurd that the UK walks on eggshells with Muslims, we have it just as bad as the UK with black people.

Once I made that connection that when I look at the UK and their fear of offending Muslims seems utterly ridiculous to me, and then see how we're the exact same with the 2020 riots and people trying to still run defense for them, I allowed myself to arrive at more conclusions that I wouldn't allow myself to in the past.

Then I started realizing a lot more things, like preferring people who are closer to your culture and values is the normal thing.

It's not even hateful to dislike a culture as a Christian, it's only hateful if you dislike them so much that you would like Jonah refuse to preach the gospel to them (he did by compulsion).

I also realized how hateful we're being to the black community in our "niceness". When God had Jonah preach repentance to Ninevah, it was an act of mercy.

The black community is like Ninevah right here in America, but do you ever see churches preaching that the black community needs to repent? They'll tell their white congregants to repent (all people should be called to repentance so this isn't wrong), but they'll see burning, looting and murdering by BLM and say "we stand with the black community and we don't want to cause division. We know that Jesus can heal the wounds in this country". Yes Jesus can heal all wounds, but in order to be healed you must first say "I am sick, I am a sinner, please heal me". The church isn't willing to tell the ghetto culture that it's sick because they'll be labelled a hate church.

They'd rather black people go to hell than be called racist.