"Oh, I couldn't tell you're black." Person meeting me face to face after having conversed solely by phone for weeks. #AliveWhileBlack
Watching CNN. “I got hit by a car, I need a medic.” I heard it clear as day. #FreddieGray
Following the internet rabbit hole of articles, status updates etc. about Paula Deen. I have so much to say, (less about Paula and more about what I see as the bigger picture) but it's been said far more eloquently than I can, so I'll only say this: There's a lot of focus on how much time has passed since she 'allegedly' said the things she did. I remember the first time someone called me nigger. I remember just about every hateful word two different young boys said to me in junior high. I still live with trying to overcome the way their words made me feel about myself. All of it happened far more than 20 years ago, but whenever I happen to think about it, the feelings come rushing right back. I don't give a rat's ass about the length of time it's been. My fingers are literally shaking as I type this. THAT's what words can do.