As other's have said, it depends on the situation. It's also a very interesting subject for me because once upon a time I would never have considered myself racist, but looking back I can see that I did have some fairly racist views. I grew up in Western Sydney so the views I had weren't great. I certainly didn't discriminate against individual people, but I did have very opinionated views on certain ethnic groups. Moving to Adelaide resulted in me growing up a lot and realising how bad some of my views were. A big part of the change was realising that just cause it's in the media, doesn't make it true. I've learnt to actually find things out for myself and not to just think something because those around me think it.

Luckily, my friends don't seem to have racist views for the most part. One friend lives in an area that is largely an Asian community so there are many comments about Asian's when they have to leave the house, but they don't leave the house often so I don't often hear the comments. With her, it's easier to just ignore the comments and change the subject because she's always complaining about something. My family are very much like I used to be. Depending on the comment, I will ignore it. It's often just a fly away remark so I find it easier to deal with by letting it go, but then saying something supportive later in the conversation. My sisters in particular seem to like referring to certain races by derogatory terms (ie curry muncher) and I will pull them up on that and tell them it's not appropriate. With family, the comments I disapprove of the most tends to be around marriage equality which I also speak up about.

Once on the train there was a guy ranting and raving about how all the 'gooks' need to 'f*** off back where they came from' cause there were no room on the train. Mind you this guy had a bicycle with him during peak hour so was taking up far more room than any other single person on the train regardless of their ethnic background. I got sick of it after the 5th comment in 2 minutes, particularly with how many people were getting seriously uncomfortable with the comments, so I told him to pull his head in, there was no need for those comments. He stopped for a small amount of time, but then started up again at the next station so I said it again. He fired up at me a little, but luckily I was standing by a HUGE islander guy who smiled at me and positioned himself between me and this other guy so the comments to me stopped pretty quick. Looking back it could have actually ended pretty badly for me. I'm just making assumptions here, but I'm fairly certain he was under the influence of something. But I didn't feel right not saying something.