Almost every YOUNG white person I passed smiled or said something like “I love your shirt”.
One white woman about 40 with her mask under her chin shook her head and tsked me.
African Americans generally didn’t look at me.
I went into Duane Reade to buy much needed ice cream pops and there was a big white cop there. While I shopped he followed me around and made sure he was in my line of sight.
- The youth will save us.
- There are shits all over.
- I fear I am looked at as that white woman, Rachel Dolezal, who pretended she was black to be the leader of a local N.A.A.C.P.
- I can’t prove it but he looked like he was trying to intimidate me which is 1: 1000th of what African Americans must feel every day.
Which is why I will continue to wear these shirts.
I don’t know you but I love you.
Well I love you too!
You are in a groove Mattie…
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I love you too! BLM!!
I love you too!