20 Minutes in the Day of a Brown Man in America
Today was a good day…I guess. A cop followed me for 15 minutes as I drove from small-town Illinois to next small-town Illinois…staying 5 yards behind me consistently, while I, wary and weary, locked the cruise control to exactly the speed limit. First 30 miles per hour, then 40, then 45, then 55, then back to 30. The Past The last time I had been followed for that long for that distance—that time in medium town Illinois—I had locked the cruise to 5 miles per hour above below the speed […]