I sometimes listen to the Chicago Police radio in the evening. Every damned description is “tall black male in a hoodie,” “group of black teens in hoodies and basketball shorts,” overe and over and over. No mention of poetry or poets laureate. Stereotypes don’t spring from thin air. And yeah, Plugs just needs to tell high-yellow-on-the-down-low Booker to shove his get-whitey race-baiting nonsense, but he never will.
You are so right, but that is what everyone refuses to say because it would show just which group commits the most violent crime. That is the elephant in the living room.
How about backpacks? That’s always a tell for me.