The following personal essay recounts an incident observed by the writer, as a black man in Baltimore tried in vain to hail a cab.
Baltimore, 2012. A black woman is mayor of the city; a black man is president of the country. Martin Luther King, Jr. has stood for people who are not me, the American forefathers have fought wars that are not mine, Teach for America is educating students who are not my children. And a black man whose name I don’t know is standing on the corner of 32nd and Saint Paul, trying to hail a cab.