Commentary While sitting in the Delta lounge in the Atlanta airport waiting for my flight back to Washington, a white gentleman approached me and struck up a conversation. Politics was on his mind, and seeing me, a black woman, he was sure that he had found a kindred spirit to share his hopes that Democrats will prevail in both U.S. Senate runoff races in Georgia. I politely straightened him out, leaving him a bit in shock that he had incorrectly assumed that seeing the outside of me was sufficient information to know what is going on inside of me. There is a word for this: stereotyping. Is this gentleman a bad man? I don’t know. But he is proof of the horrible success of the perception of racism industry that has been damaging our country since the 1960s. The result is today’s identity politics, diversity politics, and all the politics …