That’s really an interesting perspective, Ken. It reminds me of the time many decades ago when my father was working to integrate (racially) the evangelical church he pastored. Many of the deacons and leading families in the congregation were incensed — much more than he thought they would be. Their animosity stunned my mom and dad, and I think your observation may explain some of the intense reaction. The deacons were used to thinking of themselves as progressive and accommodating. They donated money to send Black kids to camp, and they supported Civil Rights, in a kind of hazy, non-personal way.
They just didn’t want Black kids bused into Sunday School to sit down next to their own kids. My dad preaching that Church segregation was racist must have hit them in their collective senses of worth.