Two images from 20 years apart - both of an indigenous man, a footballer, pointing in the face of racism - suggest that nothing has changed, that we have gone nowhere, as a club, as a code, as sport, as a society.
In fact, what they show is that there has been a fundamental change, though it is far from complete. Perhaps we in the AFL community did become a little too smug, thinking that gestures and ceremonies and totems would be enough, that we had fought the good fight, even the Goodes fight, and won. No longer.
In 1993, Nicky Winmar made his famous stand at Victoria Park. This current round, an indigenous round, marks the anniversary. Winmar is back in town and has been all over media, reliving the moment, rehearsing the lessons, and, on Friday night, witnessing the inadvertent sequel.
Then, Winmar stood alone against a crowd, ignorant and vile. Now, the AFL crowd stands with Adam Goodes against an individual. But let us be fair; really, he was pointing at what was in all respects a pocket. His antagonist is a girl who - and Goodes recognises this - did not understand the import of her action. It is precisely the point, but it also means there must be no more pointing from us; henceforth, it must be the business of her parents, family and peers.
Then, the crowd's behaviour was considered normal, and would have attracted no further notice, nor excited any other comment, except for Wayne Ludbey's famous photograph, which appeared on the front of the next day's The Sunday Age, and even then was looked on as a bit of a curio.
Now, the delivering of one racist epithet by one spectator horrified people at the ground, who quickly put two and two together, and scandalised the wider community.
Then, Winmar pointed at himself, effectively demanding that we recognise him for who he is, a proud black man, a man with feelings. Remember, this was still a year before Collingwood president Allan McAlister's infamous remark that indigenous people were welcome at the club as long as they behaved like whites, and five years before Michael Long drew his line in
the Anzac Day sand. Now, Goodes pointed at us, demanding that we have a look at ourselves, although I'm sure it would have pained him still to have to think in terms of him and us. He has always been, as well as a standard-bearer for the indigenous community, a soldier for inclusion.
Then, Winmar, despite hours-long abuse, had no recourse other than to wait until the end of the game and point. Now, there is a process in place. Goodes could and did pause during the game to bring the incident to the attention of authorities, who acted. Spectators still are blind, or at least one-eyed, but football grounds have eyes and ears.
Then, the moment took a toll on Winmar. Always volatile anyway, he did not play for the next three weeks because of a dispute with St Kilda over injury payments. But you suspect he also felt a little isolated. He had not set out either to be hero - or villain.
Now, Sydney rallied around Goodes, and so did Collingwood, and on Saturday, Goodes was able to achieve a form of catharsis in a series of interviews in which he made his genuine hurt plain, and his sorrow that after all these years it had come to this again, but also his concern for his youthful and already repentant provocateur. ''Let's support her, please,'' he tweeted, so graciously.
Then, Collingwood was a club in the Dark Ages, and far from alone.
Now, it is a club reshaped by Eddie McGuire. Whatever else you make of McGuire, on the matter of making Collingwood a club that can look the world in the eye in all it does, including the fight against racism, he has been unswerving. Last year, Collingwood fans reported a club fan for delivering a racist epithet to a Gold Coast player.
Though distraught at the result on Friday night, McGuire made it his first business to go to the Swans' rooms, seek out Goodes to apologise, then take to the airwaves, not to make excuses but amends.
Then, the aftermath of the Winmar incident rumbled on and on, but incoherently; no one knew what to do about it. Now, the Goodes incident concentrated minds instantly on the scourge of racism in football, which, despite a 20-year vigil, still is not extinct. This time, you could say, it had a point.