First let me start by introducing myself. I am a 29 year old African-American man. My name is not important. You might as well call me Trayvon Martin, Oscar Grant, Emmett Till III.
I’m writing this letter because my story, like so many other African-American men has left me confused and frustrated with society. I’m as American as Apple Pie, but why in 2013 am I still treated so much like an outcast in my own country? Law enforcement assumes I’m guilty, neighborhood watch makes me feel like I don’t belong here, and you cross the street when my friends and I are headed in your direction. Believe it or not, hoodie on or not, I am a human being with feelings and emotions, who just wants to be treated like everyone else.