I live in a neighborhood that follows a gradient of poor to rich. My neighborhood is mostly white, but ethnic minorites make up a sizable portion of the neighborhoods. I'd say it's about 5 white people to every 2 black, Asian, or whatever people. I went on a bike ride today and took note of whether any of my neighbors had BLM signs on their lawns.
The only people who have any signs on their lawns are the richest, whitest people. The rich Indians don't have those signs. The rich black people don't have those signs. The rich Mexicans, rich middle easterners, and rich asians don't have those signs. Only the rich white people, and only a few of them at that, have those signs.
On the other hand, the poor part of the neighborhood only had 1 black lives matters sign. It was being held by a black kid who was marching up and down his safe suburban street. The rest of the poor part of the neighborhood hood was too busy enjoying the weather to care, regardless of race.
These are just some things I noticed. I love my town, and I love my neighborhood, and it felt to good to go for a ride and remember that middle Americans of any race or creed just want to grill, for God's sake. The silent majority is only silent because they're too busy trying to live their lives.
