I was raised in a small town in southern California. I didn't know it when I was young, but it was pretty segregated until the late '60s. As an example of my level of "exposure", I never saw a PoC in a classroom until I was 12, though we did have Mexicans living on our street. I only saw the black people in shop classes, but none in the academic classes, all the way to graduation. The blacks had their own little pocket to live in. So, I was pretty sheltered and had an absolute redneck for a father (interestingly enough, he also let slip as atheist when he had been drinking). Real mixed bag. I started leaning left in the '90s and realized that I was truly a "filthy atheist" in '01.
Went through all the stages of shaking off the programming. Did a lot of reading and realized just how deeply the lies go.

If you get to thinking you’re a person of some influence, try ordering somebody else’s dog around.