The fact is that being a BBM has consequences. Being a BBM is why I smile quickly. It’s why I don’t usually stand to my full height. It’s why my posture is so bad. I slouch and bend instead of lording myself over people. When people haven’t seen me for a while, I often hear, “I forgot how tall you are!” I know you did. It’s because I’m trying to make you forget. This is what being Black in America has done to me, to others like me, and, in some sense, even to you. It’s not that I think I will be killed by a police officer. It’s just that if I am, it won’t be a surprise.
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