Jesus Christ...how amusing.
I've known people from all walks of life, and the ones I respect the most are the ones who don't whine about racism. Why? Because it's a lot like a kid who goes crying to his parents when someone says something mean on the playground. My best friend growing up was Jamaican...kids made fun of his accent in school, etc. Except he never said a word to the teachers about it. One day after school, he popped some little punk in the grill who mouthed off to him during recess. I saw the whole thing in the locker room...no one else was in that corner of the area. Broke the kid's nose and knocked out a couple teeth. He did this to whoever mouthed off to him...and slowly but surely, the taunting stopped...because the message got around that if you fucked with this kid, he'd knock you on your ass.
There he was...12 years old at the time, and he took care of himself instead of running off and crying about it to others. And guess what? What he experienced was nothing even close to what I'd define as racism. Looking back at history, people today have absolutely zero conception of what true racism really entails.