An artist could create a story in which a white person dies and goes to a fictional and magical Japan or a fictional and magical Africa, and it wouldn’t be a problem because there are no limits to fiction. But if they made a story in which a Mexican person dies and goes to a magical and fictional Europe, there would be problems. Why are there no limits for white people in fiction, but are there limits for minorities?
It might be because there are a lot more (visible) records of random white dudes being places they had no business being in the pursuit of colonialism.
I prefer stories of random white dudes being in places they had no business being in because they went from their childhood home in the countryside to the big city, met the wrong people while they were drunk and woke up there with sunburn and knowledge of a great number of sea shanties.
Me too, but I think we get more stories from the captains instead of the crew unfortunately