Bubble Boy vs. Racism

It's hard to imagine, but there must be someone in the world just like Jimmy Livingston in the movie "Bubble Boy". What is it like, I wonder, to spend over 17 years of your life in a bubble, and then realizing that there was no point to you spending your life in a bubble at all? This is kind of symbolic, I think, of being uneducated and stubborn. It's like saying to yourself for ten years that you will not eat any food that is purple, only to realize one day when you try grapes that not all purple food is bad, and you have been missing out all these years. I guess my point is, why limit yourself?
By telling yourself, no I don't like this, even though you haven't tried it yet, is dumb. You aren't giving yourself a chance to see if you actually do like it. This can be applied to more than food; it goes deeper. It covers racism as well. I don't see the big deal about different skin colors. It doesn't make sense to me. But there are some people out there that truly don't like people that don't have similar skin color to them. Many of them believe that they are different because their parents told them that people with different skin colors were different or worse, bad. But these children of racists weren't given a chance to try to see if they actually think people of different skin colors are bad, they were merely told this, and being young, believed their mentors.
Jimmy Livingston was brainwashed by his mother into thinking he needed protection from an evil and harsh world of people that don't understand him, only to discover the facade later in life. I can only hope that racists come to the same realization sooner or later.