Only problem is we have the same issue here in the USA. Try being White, and wander into the wrong neighborhood while in any city.
“Only problem is we have the same issue here in the USA. Try being White, and wander into the wrong neighborhood while in any city.”
Likely far safer to wander into a Palestinian town in the West Bank than parts of Chicago.
This is nothing new. Back in the spring 1964, I was 18 yo, didn’t know squat from what, going to college in NYC, came from the suburbs of LI, was living w/my aunt in Brooklyn. I went walking by the lake in Prospect Park completely unaware that the park had different parts divided by race, White, Puerto Rican, and Black.
A Black guy came up to me and babbled something. Then he stabbed me. I felt no pain at all, just the hot blood, as if a cup of coffee had been spilled on me. I reeled back, picked up baseball sized rocks and threw them from 10 feet away, right at his head. First rock staggered him, second put him down for the count.
I walked to the Caton St. Hospital a few blocks away. NOT ONE person along the way bothered to say, “Hey kid, you’re bleeding.” All stabbings were reported to the police, so the education continued...
Only difference today is guns have replaced knives...and I’m always on alert...a residual of other events.
Nothing teaches like the School of Hard Knocks, the University of Life.