“It was an era that never heard of microaggression”.
All of our aggression was macro. If we caught a groid in the wrong neighborhood we beat his ***, and they did the same to us. Simpler times.
I grew up in a Boston neighborhood and there was a street near us that we kids avoided because of the “tough” kids from that street.
It was just the way it was-—and parents just shrugged and told us to stay away from there.
No police,no community meetings,no law suits,no mediators.
Nothing.
We grew up and moved on.
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