As I write this, I’m thinking back to the previous thirty minutes. During that time, I took my dog for a long walk. With my AirPods firmly installed, I listened to a podcast and was probably forty percent checked out. At one point, I yelled at my dog for eating an unidentified thing on the ground. I wasn’t worried about anything, and that is where my white privilege comes into play. If I were Black and wanted to walk my dog? Forget the AirPods, because I would have needed to have some degree of situational awareness. I would have needed to make sure my facial expressions weren’t too threatening,... Read More