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Originally Posted by Acajack
I tend to agree with this but there are still things that make you shake your head.
When I was in my early 20s I had a black girlfriend who lived in Ottawa and she reported having been followed a few times by police. As in driving home from university classes in her mom's Ford Tempo at 9 pm with her girlfriends in the car. On a few occasions stopped by cops asking them where they're coming from, what they're doing, what they're up to.
It only happened a few times between the time she was 18 to 21 (when I started going out with her) but it still strikes me as fishy - even if it only happened twice.
It's never happened to me in my 50 years on this earth. Never in Ottawa or anywhere else in the world. And I've been to about 50 countries. I've also been out at all hours, in cars, walking around, on transit. Sometimes drunk. Sometimes alone or with other people. Never.
Never happened to my wife either.
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Yep, and this is the thing. It happens to black people regularly. All of my black friends and associates have recounted episodes that echo the OP.
And my wife (Asian) has plenty of examples of being on the receiving end of prejudice (she grew up in Sudbury, where minorities, aside from natives, were scarce). These are mostly in the form of hostile stares (mostly from old people), being called a "Chink" or a "Gook" and of course, "
Go back to China" utterances (she's Canadian-born and ethnic Korean). Her parents, who have thick accents, endured much worse (honestly, I don't know how my father-in-law endured some of the crap he had to deal with, working in the mines in the late 60s and 1970s, where the hostility was open and often very, very ugly).
My children (evidently, mixed ethnicity) have had to endure a few episodes of prejudice. I get way more angry about it than my wife, probably because when you are on the receiving end, you have to find a way to cope without getting explosively angry.