It was a fable for our times:
Once upon a time, a nice young man set off from his dad’s fiancée’s home before the NBA All-Star game to buy some Skittles and Arizona Tea for his stepbrother. Although the lad was seventeen, he looked like a cute twelve-year-old. Along came a burly ex-con racist vigilante who didn’t like the idea of a young African-American male walking around his gated community at [...]
