As a mixed-raced family in a white space, the reality is that anytime we leave our house as a family, we risk incurring the wrath of the ignorant. To partake in the joys of the first treats of spring can turn ugly without notice and, sadly, a visit to Maine's most populous city yesterday was the day when the ugly became personal.
Recently, Piers Morgan penned an incendiary piece titled "If black Americans want the N-word to die, they will have to kill it themselves." I held my breath the entire time I read this misguided piece. I saw all the markings of a privileged white male telling me and my community how to behave ourselves.
I must be the most serene dude on the planet, because I swear to you that I have never hurled a racial invective at someone. No, not even when I was a kid. And no, not even when I was drunk. I'm not boasting, because it would be pretty sad if I wanted kudos just for avoiding hateful insults. To me, that should be basic behavior.