So why is it when a black man slowly swaggers his way across a busy city street and it seems the slower he goes the cooler he is, I might be racist for not slamming on my brakes to allow his bravado?
But last night when this white woman came home from working 16 hours she slowly made her way across the gravel driveway, not to express her coolness, but rather her rate was dictated to her by her fatigue; there was her neighbor at an odd time of night for him pulling in at 90 miles an hour.
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