Since commentators more knowledgeable that I have addressed the perils of driving and walking while black, I'll focus on eating out and shopping while black. T he general assumption among white Rhode Islanders seems to be that black folk do not dine out nor do we shop. They always seem surprised when we show up. This is especially true of restaurants that provide uncommon cuisine, which seem to expect that although whites are interested in sampling the rich, tasty complexity of Rhode Island's many ethnic foods, we are not. To give them credit, once they get over the shock, service is usually good.
Stores are a different matter.
I've managed to resist for years, but I'm fed up, feeling evil, and probably will speak out soon. I don't want folk to think I've suddenly gone crazy so hereby issue a warning. Having never lived in Mississippi, I know nothing of its realities, my ideas about race in the state having been wholly and strongly formed by my father and his friends. Of my childhood in southern Illinois I mostly remember being taught how to walk the race line, learning about all the things Afro-Americans ought not to do. Having resided in Rhode Island for 30 years, I've learned that living here while black is as dangerous, frustrating, unfair and anger-provoking as in any other part of the United States.