My mother is from the South. Arkansas to be specific. She grew up there during the pre-Civil Rights era and saw horrible things. As a result, she limited our contact with relatives that she didn't approve of their views on race. She taught her kids to judge people on character, not skin color, and to treat people as we'd want to be treated. She's pretty horrified by how casually people throw around the term "racist" without even knowing a person nowadays. Things have changed a lot and are for the most part better, especially in the South. She's seen real racism. And she let us watch The Dukes of Hazzard.