OP here. I couldn’t find my password so I’ve created another account. I have certainly read every single reply on the thread so far. The AIBU split is certainly revealing. As I said in my OP, I know that there is no obvious solution to any of this. But it is a snapshot of my experience in 2025.
Without drip feeding, I would like to share a bit more about my background. My parents are from different south Asian communities and faith groups/languages and even though this may sound strange, my mum effectively looked white while my father was more obviously south asian. While growing up, unless we were out with our dad, most people assumed that we were Greek or Italian as we have an olive skin tone. I was never subject to racism or called the P word although I heard it happen to my dad. My DH is white and my children are white passing unless they are seen out with me of course ( which they often are).
As kids ourselves, we were not accepted by either of our parents’ communities as belonging. 95% of our friends were white and yes, we had an endless number of play dates and birthdays with them. The only language I can speak is English, I am well spoken, independently educated at a school where we were in chapel half the time, where no other faiths were promoted. My literary and cultural interests and my outlook in life is entirely informed by the middle class British culture bubble in which I exist.
It was not until the small boats crisis that I experienced racism. I literally watched the men stepping out of the dinghies on the news and for the first time in my life, I noticed that the Iraqi and Syrian people looked ethnically closest to me than any other people I had seen in the UK. From around that time, I was assumed to be ‘one of them’. Even my children could be classified as Middle Eastern when they are with me because there is a huge skin/ hair colour range covered within that classification.
I live in an ethnically diverse, middle-class area of London considered affluent and I do not have any problems in my own neighbourhood. I would never live in a ‘ghetto community’ where I would not be accepted anyway. I strongly believe in the promotion of integration. We celebrate Christmas, we embrace most aspects of British culture.
The issues arise when we are out and about which we are very often. Often, it is on public transport especially on buses. If I lived in a ghetto community and pursued segregated interests then maybe I would not experience it. But for me, that would not constitute living well.
I like cultural pursuits traditionally associated with white middle class people. I am a National Trust and
HRP (historic royal palaces) member. It has reflects my very British upbringing. I know that most people visiting these places are white. It almost feels like I am being told ‘ It is suspicious that you are here at all. This experience is aimed at particular demographics so we are going to have to treat you differently in order to allow you in’.
It seems to back up the person upthread who wrote that you will never be truly British even after five generations even though that is the only culture I truly know and have fully embraced.
A red pilled type would say that I am a total casualty of the new world order- a cultural mix who has gone on to produce an even more ethnically and culturally mixed family. I’d love to ‘ go home’ ( and take my tax revenues elsewhere) but I clearly don’t have a home country or culture beyond this one.
The greatest frustration I have is with the vocal white working class UKIP types such as those I encountered on the train that day. I don’t want them to regurgitate extreme-right sound bites at me and provide a running commentary on my every action out of their bigoted little heads. I don’t have anything in common with them, they would be invisible to my white middle class friends too. Yet, my personal space is being invaded by them. I have not taken their houses, school places or healthcare - I pay for all of that myself as I said in my OP. I do not want any unnecessary communication with strangers with whom I have nothing in common so what right do they have to force it upon me?
My grandfather moved here as a GP to serve a poor, white community because they had a shortage of home grown GPs wanting to do the job. It was always about supporting their society not taking from them. Their behaviour and assumptions are really grating and widely off the mark.