A few posts ago I opined about a recent media current of dueling black versus white victimhood. One of my examples was this story by one Greg Harden, as told on the new NPR omniblog (ok, I just made that term up) system.
At the end, I believe I praised the honesty and candor of these white writers, and I wrote:
It's hard to say where all this will lead, but the honesty, at least, is promising.
Well, I've been especially blessed by a long comment in response from one writer named Greg. Please see it here, at the bottom of the post.
Greg, I'd love to have a real dialog on this. Not to prove any points, but to share. As I meant to suggest at the end of my original post, any place an honest conversation on this most tender and timely subject starts is a great place, as long as it starts.
And at that start, let me say that your comment reminded me of something that I rarely forgot as a newspaper reporter when interviewing real people in real time: it's just a story in a reporters head, but it often comes from other people's guts. I can't imagine the grief and rage I'd feel if my 10 year old were the victim of ANY kind of violence, but especially racial violence. So please start with my sincere sympathy, no matter the politics or sociology.
Shoot me an e-mail at: firstname.lastname@example.org and let's figure it out.