I was driving around downtown and there was a black guy on the side of the road waiting to use the crosswalk. I was stopped on one lane while the opposing (nearer) lane kept pushing by for about 15 cars before someone stopped. When someone finally stopped, I thought, disgusted to myself, “I bet if that was a white guy someone would have stopped.”
A second later, another thought. I’m confident I didn’t stop for him because he’s a black guy, but my first thought was that no one stopped for him because he was black. Perhaps the racism is my own. I didn’t initially consider the fact that perhaps no one saw him. I didn’t consider the fact that my town has the rudest and most self-righteous pedestrians I’ve ever known, perhaps causing people to not want to stop for one.
Nothing profound there, just a thought.
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