I read this a few months ago, but I didn't post it. I vaguely remember that I had just posted a few other race-related stories, and I didn't want to overdo it or sound preachy. In hindsight, that was a mistake. (Lesson: always just post the darn thing.)
There has been a lot of interesting discussion on Readup recently about reading and memory, and why it's so easy to forget the things we read. It's also very interesting to consider the flip side: why we (randomly?) remember particular stories and scenes. Anyway, this essay, for reasons that I can't entirely explain, really stuck in my head. Hopefully it sticks in your head too. Very raw, very honest.
I'm elevating my rating from an 8 to a 9, given global circumstances.