I Hate Racism and Discrimination

I learned about racism from the people who claimed they loved me, my family. As a black kid growing up I not only saw the favoritism that my parents and their friends showed toward my lighter skinned sibling but also how our own black culture, who is quick to yell racism when a white person kills one of us, they sure as hell turn a blind eye when one of our own does it!
When I became an adult I had a deep hate for racism against any kind. I want to thank my family for showing me the ignorance of racism because they truly were the best teachers!