I consider myself progressive, compassionate, open-minded. Heaven knows I’m tolerant.
Yet in recent days I have realized that routinely I am engaging in profiling.
I see a figure up ahead of me on the sidewalk or in the store: I start making judgments. My mind takes giant leaps that cause teeth and hands to clench and pheromones to fly.
This is something for which many of us have admonished others, like the president-elect. But here I’m admitting the same -- generalizing about others because of race and sex.
Confession time? Here goes: Since the election, other white males scare the hell out of me.
White males are the demographic most responsible for electing a man whose belligerent tendencies would put White House security on high alert, were he to show up there unannounced.
I realize my sudden disposition about white males is wholly irrational.