The “Good” Racists
The Article: The Good, Racist People by Ta-Nehisi Coates in The New York Times.
The Text: Last month the actor Forest Whitaker was stopped in a Manhattan delicatessen by an employee. Whitaker is one of the pre-eminent actors of his generation, with a diverse and celebrated catalog ranging from āThe Great Debatersā to āThe Crying Gameā to āGhost Dog: The Way of the Samurai.ā By now it is likely that he has adjusted to random strangers who canāt get his turn as Idi Amin out of their heads. But the man who approached the Oscar winner at the deli last month was in no mood for autographs. The employee stopped Whitaker, accused him of shoplifting and then promptly frisked him. The act of self-deputization was futile. Whitaker had stolen nothing. On the contrary, heād been robbed.
The deli where Whitaker was harassed happens to be in my neighborhood. Columbia University is up the street. Broadway, the main drag, is dotted with nice restaurants and classy bars that cater to beautiful people. I like my neighborhood. And Iāve patronized the deli with some regularity, often several times in a single day. Iāve sent my son in my stead. My wife would often trade small talk with whoever was working checkout. Last year when my beautiful niece visited, she loved the deli so much that I felt myself a sideshow. But itās understandable. Itās a good deli.
Since the Whitaker affair, Iāve read and listened to interviews with the owner of the establishment. He is apologetic to a fault and is sincerely mortified. He says that it was a āsincere mistakeā made by a ādecent manā who was ājust doing his job.ā I believe him. And yet for weeks now I have walked up Broadway, glancing through its windows with a mood somewhere between Marvin Gayeās āDistant Loverā and Al Greenās āFor the Good Times.ā