The first five minutes bring us into the world of the archetypal white supremacist — the one who basks in eugenics, the one who is filled with rage, the one who spews hate with a ferocity that is only matched by a perverse delight. But by minute 6, the scene shifts to a different figure, the ordinary racist, in a place where racism isn’t dressed in white robes, where it subtly, but no less insidiously, finds its way into institutions — like the police — that are deemed respectable by ...
