An unemployment numbers allegory...

Let's say when I'm 19, I say to my Dad: "If you pay my room and board and tuition for the next four years, I promise I'll never fail a class".  

Then I proceed to flunk every class for the next three and a half years.  All along the way I blame the school, my professors, society, my enemies, everything but my own performance.  

Finally, in the second semester of what is my fourth freshman year... I pull out a D minus in ONE class.  

So then I say to my Dad: "My grades are at a 44 month high!  See, I just needed a little time to see the results of my study habits.  How about paying my way for another four years?"

Would my Dad be a racist if he didn't believe me?