The Everyday Dangers of Being Black in Seattle

by Charles MudedeBlack Everyday Woes Charles Mudede
Not too long ago, I was informed by a concerned white friend that I was too aloof and needed to be more aware of others. It seems that many people I know are certain that I do not know them. I walk by them as if they are complete strangers or do not exist. They sometimes smile at me, but I do not smile back. My mind is clearly elsewhere. The experience of my aloofness, I was led to believe, tends to be unsettling. Was I angry at the ignored per