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    The Designated Driver

    I arrived at the faculty meeting as a few hundred students stormed the room, chanting about campus-wide racism, demanding justice. Most of the students were white, there to support their black peers as they aired grievances. After a while, some of the speakers began to cry, which fueled my growing unease. The offenses struck me as minor, the kinds of slights that I, 30 years ago, as ...

    Jerald Walker and From Harvard Review | Dec 10, 2018


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