One of the things that goes unmentioned in many discussions on race is this: for some of us we can worry or not worry about POC, about the impact of race in our community. I can choose to pay attention or not.
I have a space where the black person is not my neighbor. In that light any talk of BIG SIN is really a talk about perfectionism, because I can escape.
But the question of race strikes me more like the biblical mire, that mix of mud and sewage. One has to escape, but it is not easy to escape, let alone to be clean. But one has to.