African American

I lived in Quintana Roo for eighteen months (2003-04), and the weird thing was I witnessed more racism there than I've seen in the states, but the racism was targeted specifically at Nicaraguans and Guatemalans; never at black or white folk (regardless of nationality).

Granted, maybe it was hidden; my Spanish is at best, conversational, but not enough to recognize colloquialisms or dog-whistles.

On the other hand, when referring to central Americans, some of the most vile racist phrases I can imagine I heard there. And it was not really hidden at all.

I didn't stay long enough, and was not engaged enough to ever get to the root of it. I could milk the ad copy contracting position only so long before I had to come back to the states.






And if you ever went to Cancun on a three-hour tourist excursion from the docked cruise chip of a now-bankrupt liner and you wondered who wrote that magnificent voice-over about the "whispering sands, keeping your secrets safe and your happiness safer...", I'll take the bow fifteen years late.