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target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="#ulink_d57c87be-9071-549b-a471-66ae1de78cf3">17. Collier-Thomas, Daughters of Thunder, 276.

       Paul Roberts Abernathy

      What is race? A thing to run? If so, then, how?

      A thing to which we run to as a shelter for safety, literally a roof under which our identity may dwell secure, a ground on which our integrity, the maintenance of that identity, may stand?

      Or do we run to race simply, but no less significantly, as a source of pride in our presence and progress, our survival and success, as in those still heard phrases in many places, Black or White or (choose a color) power?

      Or do we run to race so to run through race, to get to the other side, to stand with the other, so to see one another through the lens of the commonality of our humanity, as in that generation ago liberal-minded goal of a color-blind society? (A laudable ideal in theory, the pursuit of which, however, is beset by an insoluble real-world problem: even when color-blind, we all still see Black and White. It seems that we can’t run through race to some mythological place of total color unconsciousness.)

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