I have always had so much sympathy for young black men. 

I can't imagine what it would be like to always live under a cloud of suspicion, to watch people spontaneously hold their handbags close when they see you, to be stopped by the police for no apparent reason.

In the past couple of years, when I see a black person pulled over for a "traffic violation", I stop my car hoping that my stares will prevent the person from being roughed up.