You are absolutely right.
while driving to my destination in a neighborhood on the south end of town, a group of kids were playing in the middle of the street. All black and latin kids, no white kids. Most of them got out of the way when they saw my car approaching.
However one child for whatever reason felt he didn't have to move out of the way of my vehicle, and sat on his bike in the street right in front of my car just looking at me. This went on for about a minute.
It actually worried me. Several plans of action formed in my mind, most I dismissed outright because I'd probably get arrested. I tried honking and yelling, to no avail. My main worry was that an adult family member would come out into the street and start the "whachoo doin' to mah baby" routine. I was armed.
fortunately the proud zulu warrior got out of the way with a quickness when he saw me take my seatbelt off and reach for the door handle.
the kid was about 7 or 8, and this was about 6 or 7 years ago, so I'm willing to bet the little fuck has seen the back seat of a cop car since then.






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