Ironically, one of the most open-minded places I've personally ever been was a small town.
There's this town called Baldwin in MI which is right next to Idlewild, MI.
Yeah. Thought some of you would recognize that name.
See, there's this great little story that involves my great grandparents on my mom's side of the family.
It all started when the KKK decided that Idlewild must GO. It was this resort town for black people back in the day... like a Martha's Vinyard for black people. Say between 1890-1930's some time. This story takes place around 1919. Anyhow, the KKK come up from Indiana (where I live now... <wince>) to show them who's boss.
But see, there were lots of black people there... and several towns around there who's economy relied on Idlewild's existence... not to mention friends of the folks who lived there. My great-grandpa and grandma went out with rock salt in their shotguns and pitchforks and helped chase out the KKK... they ran away with their tails between their legs because too blasted many folks in that area stood up for Idlewild... and too many of them were *armed*. They were sorely outnumbered. I will also mention that these KKK folks had money, and well...even back then the area was pretty modest income-wise.
The deal is, even to this day, you see black and white people hanging out together at all age groups in ways that you don't even see in the big city. (Having lived in Chicago for a year or two sorta helps with that notion.)
But the area near there seems to be remarkably integrated. Sometimes isolation isn't such a bad thing.
Granted, I still wouldn't wear my pentagram openly there... so I guess it's not perfect. Oh well.