I watched a good part of it last night (and TiVo'd the rest so I can review it at my leisure... hm). Some of it I watched with Jack. He, however, still doesn't seem to realize that he's a different color than the rest of us, so he didn't really care.
Sometimes I am so confident that I can raise a good biracial man. Sometimes, like when I watch these shows, I doubt myself. Is everything really this horrible out there? Sure, Jack (and the rest of us) do get our shares of looks when we're out and about. We've even gotten a few comments ("Are they siblings?" "Yes."). However, we haven't had to address the "N-word" (at least to our faces that we know of). After hearing that Black parents start talking to their sons about how to interact with the police at age 12 (6th or 7th grade), that got my attention.
We can't be so naive to think that we never will have to address this, but I hope we still have a few years to go!
One of my current "comfort books" at this point is "In Their Own Voices: Transracial Adoptees Tell Their Stories" by Rita J. Simon and Rhonda M. Roorda. The authors interviewed 12 Black/biracial adoptees adopted by white families. These kids generally did well. So it can be done. (There's also a follow-up book by the same authors, interviewing the white families of the kids profiled in the first book. Also very awesome.)
Just more stuff to think about.
