I like this interpretation, it goes beyond the usual, stupid concepts that people put in our mouths: sometimes it's hard getting along with people very similar from ourselves, so my guess is that it would be even harder doing it with the very different ones.
I see this desire of inter-stuff like an escape: most people hate their own place, they want to be elsewhere, they think foreigners are better people that they are, so they say to love them, but a person or a group that hates themselves cannot feel genuine love for others.
You know, we were talking about this today in my Sociology class.
My teacher is a black-woman, so of course, I expected the usual spiel about racism and what not. Not so! Actually, she said those who try to look at blacks and other minorities and say "I don't see color", are really the most offensive. "There is a difference between us," she stated, "To not acknowledge that, to glance over it, to mitigate it and trivialize, demeans everybody."
And I'd have to agree. I do recognize there is a difference between us. We are not the same. But I can also respect those differences as well. We can all have pride our cultures - and we should. The idea that we should give up everything and try to admit there is no difference between everyone is to destroy all sense of identity and heritage - for all races.
That must have been quite the refreshing experience! My hackneyed, bigoted argument is and has always been that it is only when the issue is forced that it becomes a problem. There are those of us who are simply more comfortable with our own kind, be that kind religious, racial, political, or some combination thereof, we should be allowed the indenmity to so segregate - not brutally and inhumanely, segregation neednt be, nor need it be a dirty word, but sometimes it is for the better, not always, sometimes. Ah. Ranting. Anyway, I'm glad you had such a tranquil experience - and in a Sociology class no less!