EI personally hate that kind of story: "Oh no, I suffered prejudice from a racist jerk, I have to prove myself to him so that he understands that my race is also worthy of respect.". Damn trying to prove yourself to a racist! Tell that wretched old man to go to hell! Kill yourself! The world is a worse place because people like you exist! If my mere existence is a reason for rejection, then I don't have to reciprocate the slightest respect to that individual, much less demand any kind of approval from them. And then you come at me with this nonsense about "showing that old racist that I'm worthy of his respect," go fuck yourself. If I then saw the old man suffering from ageism, because the rush of modern life tramples any sense of empathy towards the elderly, I would go there and laugh in his face.If I found his ID card, I'd throw it in the trash so he'd never find that piece of junk again. And don't come at me with "it's about generational conflict, he's an elderly person," Rest assured, if that old man were healthier, he would be more assertive when it comes to "putting the kind of person he dislikes in their place."Before anyone accuses me of hating old people, I'm the type of person who gives up their seat on the bus to elderly people instead of pretending to be asleep.