Patron Saint of bias

Is discrimination is dead? Only taught about and talked of as a myth?

Does it only dwell in the inklings of books like To Kill A Mockingbird?
It's something we live with,really.Each day,every day,we breathe it in,we breathe in it-suppressing it,the same way discrimination oppresses us.
So little space for merit,it's filled with despair.They say it doesn't make you any better or worse,but it's hard to ignore the hurt.
It's easy to make big talk about living in the present,for the past could be not so pleasant a place to dwell in.
It's easy to pretend to forgive and forget..but has it ever been that easy,really?
Don't you silently blame someone,too? Yourself for having expectations,maybe?
Try to control your life,breaking into tiniest bits,every little pin in your body in place..and yet met with so much disappointment.And yet we expect,because it's human tendency and we all suffer from the affliction of being faithful.
Rush to fall into the snares of delusion all over again,so said Tagore.