I have a feeling that I'm not the only white guy who experiences these thoughts that I sure don't want to have in my head. But I desperately want to unlearn these instincts because if I feel unsafe around someone else because they're black, I am part of the reason that the world becomes unsafe for them.
Al Kooper was like a sonic roommate during my freshman year at a small university in a Pennsylvania town with a population under 5,000. My actual roommate was a very nice guy who never said anything. Meaningful contact with attractive females was out of the question for a shy frosh, so I spent my free hours under the headphones with the Blues Project, of which he was a key member.