I was out riding my bicycle. Around midnight. And I heard an alarm begin to blare. Looked down the street - nothing. No cop cars. No ambulances. 'Guess it must be a car alarm', I mused.
Ten minutes later I'm pulled over by a police car. Was it for riding without a helmet? Was it for riding on the sidewalk? No, it was to ask me "so, you didn't break into that place did you?" And when that police officer asked for my ID, for my phone number, I offered it. Wanted to be helpful. Wanted to seem unsuspicious.
And I thought, 'gee, I'm glad I'm not black.' That might not have ended so easily, then.
