No, I'm not a white supremacist, or a skinhead. I'm just a man who was looking for work in Los Angeles in the 1980s when companies were proudly proclaiming that they weren't hiring people like me. But really, I couldn't change who I was, and I needed a job.
Yes, things have gotten much fairer at the workplace since then, but I remember my manager getting memos that essentially asked him to skip over me for promotions, because of my race, and my gender. And little by little, I came to understand the frustration of being seen, not for what you can do, but for your race and gender.
Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. once said that a man should be judged by the content of his character, not the color of his skin. And I have met a lot of people who have completely misunderstood what he was saying. He wasn't saying that a particular color was better, or worse. He was saying that all men are created equal.
Equality is not a question of which team is better. And it is a careful balance between pride in yourself and using that pride to hurt other people.
By the way, I did get that job in Los Angeles. And the person that hired me reminded me that, because of my race and gender, I wasn't really wanted, but they needed someone.