It reminds me of a time when I was at Northstar, heading to my car, and there's an Asian couple walking in front of me, and suddenly there's a few snowballs thrown at them and someone yelling out "Go back to your country" and some other racist slurs. I look over and it's some elementary age children, and I'm thinking to myself how sad it is that they've been raised this way and find myself wondering about what kind of behavior they must have seen modeled, but I don't say anything. A random snowboarder yells something to them . . . I don't remember exactly what he said, but he was chastising them.
Also reminds me of the time a guy said to me "A girl like you shouldn't be with a guy like him. Gook.".
In both cases, I took the path of least resistance, and didn't say anything, biting my tongue and moving on, thinking it's not worth forming a scene around. The blog post is a good wakeup call that silence is acceptance, that it's important to speak up, to shine light into the dark corners