It looks worse from the sharp end
As a photographer/desogner, I spent a good few years learning about this crap the very hard and painful way.
You get a group of people ( all races etc) together to shoot an illustrated cover for an AIDS pamphlet, you shoot them in various places and situations. You pick the best image for the most prominent part of the cover montage. Then some prick points out that having two black people on the cover "reinforces the stereotype that AIDS comes from Africa". You feel the grip of inner fear and loathing as a number of other people, clearly closely related to chickens, see the light and declare that they thought that all along. You spend the next four days rearranging the images till the message is clear and everyone (short of the target audience) is happy: white males perpetuate AIDS.
You produce an illustrated map showing various local facilities, one of which is a city farm. Since one of the most prominent attractions at the farm are the pigs, you use a porcine image. A local "community leader" complains that this offends (presumably all) local muslims, and suddenly a hundred other (mainly white) people see why this is a dreadful mistake. The obliging taxpayer-funded producer of the map takes this seriously and pulps the 10,000 alreay printed, and reprints the map sans porker.
I could fill a War and Peace sized book with this crap, which thankfully doesnt darken my door these days. You realise that behind every over-sensationalised headline lurks a mountain of truth.
Do a couple of years of it and you can spot a racial/religious/sexual slur at 500 paces in a martian sand storm. You start to get the guilts when you ask for a "white" coffee in Burger King, and it really is time to get out when a nondescript background texture you created for a document starts to look like a giant vagina if you squint hard enough. Do it now or you WILL eventually end up using a giant vagina as a background texture in revenge at the indignities heaped on your creative talent.
The culprits are not always white back whipping middle class guilt trippers, but whatever their demographic profile, they would all qualify for that label at least on a moral level. The self appointed community leaders frequently provide the spark, but the conflagration that follows is largely kept burning by a government funded species of GM chicken, quite distinct from human beings, that seems to exist in a weird and seperate space-time continuum that slightly overlaps ours, where sanity is the exception and misplaced guilt is a law of physics.
Bacon sarnie anyone?