Just Another Quiet, Racist Monday Morning
After the Year We Had Last Year, Why Is This STILL Happening?
Let me set the scene for you. It’s a cloudy Monday, August morning. The sun has just started to peek above the horizon. A mom with her two school-aged children pulls into a quiet office building parking lot. There’s no one else around, and everything is quiet and peaceful. Just a typical Monday morning in this quaint South Georgia town nestled on the coast.
Mom ushers them inside the empty building and quickly walks them back to a small office. They sit down, have some breakfast, and wait for the clock to say we can all head for the elementary school drop-off line. Then mom and her two boys journey back toward the parking lot. The sun is higher in the sky, and the parking lot has a few cars pulling into it. Nothing noteworthy happens as the children chatter away and climb into their mother’s SUV. She takes them two miles down the street and drops them off at the door of the local elementary school with absolutely nothing out of the ordinary occurring at all.
Mom heads back to work, ready for a long day of talking to clients and writing articles. She pulls back into her parking spot and lazily climbs out of her vehicle. She finds an oddly placed towel between her parking spot and the office door that was not there before. But, of course, she’s not scared of a…
