My son turns 14 today. I'm sure he's wishing for all sorts of stuff: an Xbox, Beats headphones, maybe even good grades. However, my wish for my son on his 14th birthday is much more fundamental. I wish for him to be able to walk to the grocery store without being harassed or gunned down. I wish for him to live.
Perhaps you've read about the St. Louis County grand jury's decision to not indict police officer Darren Wilson for the killing of Michael Brown. Maybe you don't know what to think, or you've already picked a side. Wherever you stand on this issue or any of the many issues facing African Americans, let's try an exercise in empathetic imagination.
The election of Barack Obama was the Lexington and Concord in the latest great battle of race in America. We are a nation at war with itself. For all of our desire to move beyond the narrow confines of many of the events of our tragic history, we cannot. The president's election gave new life to what had been lying dangerously dormant for the better part of 50 years.