I hope I am a line-crosser, in that I hope I have on some occasion somewhere in my influence, gave someone pause to re-think a autonomic, hateful, default setting. There are a lot of white people who don’t see some of the more subtle forms of racism. If it’s not jaw-dropping, violent, or super-ouvert, they miss it. And they think of themselves as good people. They ARE good people, but if you point out, “hey…that little thing back there, that was kind of racist” they will flip out. The mere suggestion that they, or someone they genuinely like, accidentally (or worse, purposefully) engaged in a potentially or actually oppressive behavior is too much for some part of the ego to bear and they will fight to death on it. THEY are not racist! YOU are being too demanding or politically charged or socially sensitive and it’s YOU, not THEM. But the older I get, the more I see how hard it is for most people to reflect and be authentically self-reflexive on even the little things, let alone issues pertaining to race and justice. In the unscientific experiment of my life’s experience, I’d say that a good 90% of whites don’t consider themselves to be racist and would be aghast to be accused of such. So, it’s just like the old song…”you gotta accentuate the positive” and gently steer them away from the negative. Long and slow? Yep. Fair? Not at all. Not at all. A pathway to justice? I think we’ve got really good odds.