A Problem Starbucks Can’t Train Away
The now-infamous arrest of two black men waiting for a friend in a Philadelphia Starbucks made me think about a recent chilly night in Manhattan when I was happily walking home from a movie through a desolate stretch of SoHo.
While rounding a corner, I saw two sets of suspicious eyes tracking my movements. By the time I had crossed the street and reached the sidewalk, I was aware that two New York City police officers were now walking behind me.
Were they looking for someone, and did I match his description? Were they looking for me because someone had called to say I looked suspicious or threatening?… Seguir leyendo »