I live in an upscale HOA with 4 pools, walking trails, parks, playgrounds, etc.
I didn’t magically appear here. I worked hard for my family to get us here.
My neighbors to the left are black. My neighbors to the right are Hispanic. This street has lots of different colors on it. The high school, which is majority minority, is ranked in the top 10% nationwide.
My neighbor, Scott, (who happens to be black) and I were chatting about the lawn damage from the most recent winter freeze when a car rolled slowly by with the stereo blasting rap. We both watched silently until they moved on down the street.
Scott turned to me and muttered, “There goes the neighborhood,” before moving his new Shelby into the garage. He hasn’t left it in the driveway since.
Color has nothing to do with it.
Attitude does.