We sat around the dining table in my new place, drinking Prosecco, eating, talking. Sheila’s beautiful, commanding, elegant, a dynamic speaker with a passion for life and for her work, executive director of a nonprofit. She has three degrees. Her husband Nelson is a hair stylist. He’s low key, well read, wise. They’re good together—no, … Continue reading The Blaring Inhumanity of Racialism in America