Many of us have a friend or a relative who is a wonderful person with a heart of gold but who’s obsessed with some tinfoil hat conspiracy theory or has a weird, embarrassing hobby. For instance, I know somebody who’s the sweetest, loveliest human you can imagine but is obsessively into urotherapy. Yes, it’s the thing where people drink their own pee because it’s supposed to be very healthy.
The worst thing about such people is that they always seek to convert others to their faith and get very monomaniacal about it. Anything can set them off, and you have to be very careful around them to avoid provoking them into a rant on how you’ll die a terrible death if you don’t immediately go drink yourself some urine.
Americans are like that about race. They are the most wonderful, kind people ever. But race is their tinfoil urotherapy. Once something sets them off on this favorite subject, there’s no helping it. They can’t be reasonable about it and they can’t resist the urge to convert the world to their faith. It’s best to accept that they are not ready to stop drinking their own urine for now and just leave them to it. There’s no other solution.
But they are great, beautiful people aside from this unfortunate fixation.
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