This reminds me of my racist grandpop(rip, outside of his flaws, he was a good grandpop)!
He also used to be this way but about any "minority".... Up until "the incident".
My oldest sibling is my half sister from my mom's previous relationship. My mom is white and her old fiance was black, making my sister a mix race baby.
Apparently we were visiting for a family reunion with my dad's side of the family(all white) when "the incident" happened. I was like 3 at the time and have no memories of the event.
My dad said that everyone was talking in his dad's living room when my oldest sister came in and asked my mom to re-tie her hair since it came loose while playing.
Just as she finished fixing her hair, my grandpop said something along the lines of "that N***** hair" or "she's a cute kid even with that N***** hair" (the exact words have been lost to time) and you could hear a pin drop.
Thankfully, my oldest sister had not been exposed to any hate speech up until this time in her life, so she had simply thanked my mom and ran off to go play. But the way my dad tells this story...
He said he had never once been scared of my mom in his life, except in that moment. He described it in the same way one would describe seeing something otherworldly and possibly demonic crawling out of a corpse.
My mom told my grandpop he was going to come into the other room with her for a minute. They both disappeared for several minutes while everyone else kind of had awkward conversations for a while before they came out of the bedroom.
Grandpop then apologized to the room, found my oldest sister and told her he had used a bad word when talking while she was there and apologized for doing so, and then stayed relatively quiet for the rest of the trip.
He also apparently had NEVER used that kind of language again according to the rest of the family.
To this day, no one knows what she said to him! Apparently she was too angry to talk about it at the time and later had simply forgotten most everything because my mom has one of the shittiest memories of man kind!
Anytime people talk about "if you could see one moment in history, what would it be?" I think about that and how badly I want to be a fly on the wall for that.... Conversation? Dressing down? Idk what to call it, but like, damn.
