Today I sat in Costco, eating a Chicken Bake – you know, the thing that looks like a Stromboli with chicken, ham and cheese. While sitting there, I watched the line of people waiting to order – an old lady and what appeared to be her middle aged daughter, a Jewish man (in full orthodox gear), three white guys, a black family, and a Latina girl – all being served by a Caribbean twenty-something year old and a middle aged white man.
What I witnessed occurring in Costco is in stark contrast to what often dominated the news in 2015, but which I’m convinced is really the norm. No anger, no apparent overt, covert, or systemic racism. No one seemed to care that they were surrounded by “others.” The three white guys, never appeared to care that they were flanked by a Jewish man and a black family. All took their food from the servers without flinching.
I know that what I saw today is just a tiny snapshot in history. I am not making any broad generalizations because of it, but I can’t help but think that there is something seriously good and right with US. I can’t help but think that we aren’t a nation of racist – as some have suggested. I can’t help but think that we are closer to the more perfect union the founders envisioned than we are given credit for.