Written by Jeremy Hunt Where I grew up, hating white people wasn’t an option. I had to interact with them every day. From a middle-class neighborhood in the suburbs of Atlanta, most of my friends didn’t look like me. In fact, when you hear white people say, “I’m not racist. One of my closest friends is black,” I’m probably the…
Reprinted from the Washington Post Focusing on small slights obscures the bigger issues in African American communities. by JeremyHunt “Hunt isn’t one of us.” Rico, a black friend of mine, said those words about me behind my back. To him, I wasn’t authentically black. I grew up in too nice of a neighborhood around too many white people. My family was…
Sed ut perspiciatis, unde omnis iste natus error sit voluptatem accusantium doloremque inventore laudantium, totam rem aperiam eaque ipsa, quae ab illo inventore veritatis et quasi architecto rem beatae vitae dicta sunt, explicabo. Nemo enim ipsam voluptatem.