America has entered one of its periods of historic madness, but this is the worst I can remember.
Our imaginations are strong as children. Sometimes they get shoved aside, these imaginations. They get dusty and mildewed with age. The imagination is a muscle that has to be put to use or it shrivels.
I was the only white kid in my neighborhood for most of my youth even in high school, so reverse racism was just as apparent as racism.