It was so clear to me that we live in the most privileged neighborhood within a city that has historically been, and continues to be, harshly unequal.
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Not once did I consider our attackers to be “bad people.” I trust that they weren’t trying to hurt me.
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I had never before seen a gun, let alone known where to get one.
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Who am I to stand from my perch of privilege, surrounded by million-dollar homes and paying for a $60,000 education, to condemn these young men as “thugs?”
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When we play along with a system that fuels this kind of desperation, we can’t be surprised when we’re touched by it.
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We have a lot, and plenty of opportunities to make even more. They have very little, and few opportunities to make ends meet.
