Back in the mid to late 90s, I met my future wife. I was listening to something or other; quite possibly rage against the machine, and she said she did not like them. I was surprised, because wtf, they rock! She's like, "so they can be angry indians who are super proud of their race, but me being proud of my race is "racist". I had to dwell on that for awhile, because for a moment there, my decades of being a complete faggot retard democrat made me really think that her saying that was really "racist"... but thinking logically about it, I could really find no logical error... She totally redpilled me that day back in the 90s, well before it was fashionable, or even called "red pilling". When she's not drunk, she's awesome.