Racism is continuing very well. It is not all on "boomers". You can't throw the racist label at me. I am of that generation and a lot was done to fight racism, there was awareness, there was activism, and there was education, and I had hope even by a time decades ago racism would be so diminished. It is not. Evidence of it continuing keeps popping up. And slavery is real, even if not legally sanctioned, and if white people make slaves of Mexicans crossing the border that is still race based slavery. Your own generation has responsibility to deal with it, own up to that, your generation is not off the hook.
I'm a Boomer. I very well remember segregation. I was in middle school before I ever met a white person...I'd never spoken to a white person before then. I'd never been on a playground with a white child, or a school, or in a swimming pool or a movie theater with a white child until I was a teenager. They had their own pools and theaters and playgrounds...we saw them from a distance. We were warned not to interact with them (Emmett Till
and others were still fresh in our parents' minds). We were taught that being in the presence of a white person was like being in the presence of a grizzly bear...you move slowly and talk quietly and leave the vicinity as quickly as possible.
My wife and I can tell similar stories about traveling in the South as children, our parents having to be exceedingly cautious about where they stopped. My father would get out first at a gas station or restaurant to see if we'd be served. Sometimes we could enter. Sometimes he'd get back in the car and say we had to find another place. My wife's father chose to do his driving at night when he'd have the least chance of running into any white people on the highway (him, a wife, and three daughters...his risk was high).
By the 70s I had thought that the Boomer generation would be the first integrated generation. I had thought that for a long time. My mind got changed after Obama's election. For a short time after that, I thought times had changed even more quickly than I'd hoped.
But then I saw white Boomers reacting in like their mothers had been slapped. People I'd known for 30 years--people I though were racially cool--changed before my eyes like werewolves. Not all, of course. But I saw that the segregation that had been very carefully and fully inculcated into us by all of American society, from schoolbooks to television, was still in there.
A few years ago, my wife and I were driving through an "old money" area of Dallas. We saw a young black man in a jogging suit jogging on the sidewalk. I said, "Huh." My wife said, "Huh." We realized that the young black man in that neighborhood had caught both our attentions, and we talked about that for a moment. That young man was not in a place we would have expected him to be, and we'd both noticed it. We were pleased to see him in that neighborhood, and that pleasure in itself meant the programming of our early childhoods was still down there. We realized that for both of us, down deep, that there was still a concept of where "they" should be and where "we" should be, even though we consciously railed against it.
I realized the Boomer generation is not the first integrated generation, we're just the last segregated generation.