And I have friends on both sides of this: black men with great jobs, who just want to be viewed as a person and not as a threat after a long day of work; and I have really great white and Asian woman friends, who clutch their purse and walk quickly if they see a black man on a dimly-lit street, and then feel ashamed in the need to over-explain their actions to me.
I tinc amics a totes dues bandes: homes negres amb bones feines, que volen que els vegin com a persones i no com una amenaça quan acaben un dia de feina; i tinc bones amigues blanques i asiàtiques, que estrenyen la bossa i afanyen el pas si veuen un home negre en un carrer fosc, i llavors s'avergonyeixen i em volen explicar per què.