I wish "race," the word, could be blocked out of our vocabulary. It perpetuates the idea of separation and segregation. Hasn't mattered much, in my experience, whether the place I live is predominantly one skin-tone or a many-hued Jackson Pollock -- the basic sorting function of the human intellect pervades each type. Even the utopias of tolerance -- San Francisco in the states, Scandinavia in Europe -- are full of their Russian Hills, Chinatowns and Little Elsewheres. Communities, in the words of John Muir, "touching -- but separate."
India, where I've also lived, makes a cultural imperative of racism in the form of arranged marriages. Which, I suspect, will be the ultimate measure of discrimination's health: the day you not only can't count the number of "mixed" couples you know vs. "non-mixed," but where you can't even think to form the question because it is meaningless to your perception of the world.
Viewed this way, we still have a very long way to go before racism is truly laid to rest.