“Growing up in a house where everyone was welcome, I had no idea that racism ever existed. Imagine being so nieve that when I was called a "cracker" I thought he was teasing me because I was so pale, (like a saltine cracker). After someone explained to me what being called a "cracker" meant, I realized being white means I am viewed by those with black skin as the enemy. I AM WHITE, I AM NOT A RACIST- IT IS BLACK PEOPLE WHO ARE RACIST AGAINST ME.....” Racisim In America Author:MJ