All of my black friends were raised with the same message, the talk, given to us  when we became old enough to be mistaken for a nail ready to be hammered to the ground, when people made our melanin synonymous with something to be feared.
Alle mine sorte venner blev opdraget med det samme budskab talen, vi alle hørte når vi blev gamle nok til at blive forvekslet med søm, klare til at hamre i jorden, når folk gjorde vor hudfarve synonym med noget at være bange for.