I won’t make a statement about understanding what it’s like to be anyone else, because on the lips of others I find such proclamations offensive, at worst, or at best, farcical.

Like that C. Thomas Howell movie. Soul Man? I often wonder if having been in that keeps James Earl Jones up at night. (Probably not. But I still wonder.) 

I will, however, say that at one time I thought it was just AWESOME and SO FASCINATING that I’d lived and worked in circumstances wherein I was often the only white person in the room, at the lunch table, on the dance floor. And I was kind of proud of myself for how much I enjoyed that. 

Today I know that what really was “awesome” and “so fascinating” was the day I stopped noticing. 

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