I should be a racist. I work in one of the few places in the UK where “ethnic minorities” outnumber “native whites”, where 212 languages are spoken, and where ethnic on ethnic violence is common every night.
Yet I just can't bring myself to be racist.

I'll turn up to a house in which nine people are living in a squalid two bedroom house, calling me to the medical emergency of “Sore Throat”…

…and I'll still call the punter “Sir” and offer as much sympathy as I can muster.

Being racist would mean I actually have to spend some energy in deciding who I hate and then doing something about it and then spending yet more energy in covering it up.

Can you see why I don't bother…

…I just hate all humanity.