The colour of humanity

One of my godsons turned 16 today, I went to watch him play football for his local team. To my dismay, he was racially abused on the pitch and then again after the match. I find it so hard to fathom and so utterly frustrating. The ref said she thinks it is because people emulate what they see on TV. Well, I am sorry ref, but I think that explains little and excuses nothing.

Would I love him any less if his skin was blue? Well of course not, he'd still be clever, sensitive, funny, talented and handsome. For me the colour of his skin is his crowning glory, not his defining characteristic.

To the ignorant, limited bigots I encountered today.... hang your heads in shame.