Here's a simple answer; just don't look at a person's skin color when you're dealing with them. I work at a grocery store, and I look forward to meeting nice people and laughing at stupid ones all day long, regardless of what race they are. We've got a mix of something like 40% Caucasian, 40% Hispanic, and 10% African American, to use the PC terms. I don't care if you're any of those, but if you're a cool person and treat me with respect, you'll get the same in return. If, however, I spy you from across the store trying to go in the "out" door, I'll laugh at you, regardless of the color of your skin.
Obviously, though, the idea of different skin colors meaning different statuses has kind of been wired into our brains. I'm not saying that we're all racist (which by my definition is assuming anything about someone simply because of their race), but I am saying that we probably all think differently when we're around someone from a race we're not as familiar with. For example, because we have a relatively low black population where I live, I'll often start monitoring my thoughts more carefully when I'm talking with a black person. In an ideal world, I wouldn't do this at all, because regardless of skin color everyone is a person, but I do, and I try to at the very least keep my outward appearance the same as I would for anyone else.
The very short answer: Racism is a horrible, complicated thing.
Obviously, though, the idea of different skin colors meaning different statuses has kind of been wired into our brains. I'm not saying that we're all racist (which by my definition is assuming anything about someone simply because of their race), but I am saying that we probably all think differently when we're around someone from a race we're not as familiar with. For example, because we have a relatively low black population where I live, I'll often start monitoring my thoughts more carefully when I'm talking with a black person. In an ideal world, I wouldn't do this at all, because regardless of skin color everyone is a person, but I do, and I try to at the very least keep my outward appearance the same as I would for anyone else.
The very short answer: Racism is a horrible, complicated thing.