We need to stand against hate, and frankly racism is divisive. I also stand with my white comrades, and to combat the rise in anti-white hatred, I will psychically transmit messages of positivity their way. I have high visuospatial prowess, and remote sensing intuition, so I will envision large bowls of ranch dip, sweet pineapple "chutney", and Friends reruns--it was indeed a copy of Living Single, but it had a charm all its own.

And lest you call this mental exercise lazy, I will also get real "vanilla" with it in my physical life. In honor of this ordeal, I will be wearing my shoes inside all day tomorrow--yes even on my bed.
My relationship with my parents is normally great, but I can afford to yell at them for not allowing me to go to that rock concert when I was 18--not that I ever wanted to go, or that they ever explicitly disallowed me, but it's the principle that counts.
I could also go for my La Mian noodles slathered in a bit of mayonnaise. I find that it gives it a very gloppy, greaselike texture (in a good way of course!) It really is a vibrant culture!