Wishful I'm white, only because my parents were. It's the same for everyone, and I can say I do care about Black lives, I don't understand why or how humans can be so evil just because someone looks different.
I grew up in a racist family, with a racist extended family, and I had no idea what racism was because it was just normal and never knew anything else. Luckily I left home very young, and I'm so glad I did. I got to learn what it was and it disgusted me.
I wonder if a lot of people are like that in the same way. They never had the chance I did to learn and maybe they eventually grew up and it's so ingrained, and their families and friends are still the same, add peer pressure and the desire to fit in, and the circle continues.