Let's be honest, though. You're like the fourth black guy to visit Boulder, let alone live there. I saw a black guy in Boulder at Lollapalooza '93. Turns out he was the lead singer of Fishbone, and the reason he was out amongst us was they stiffed him on beer in the green room. On the one hand, it'll get better. Being young and black is way more suspect than being not-young and black. On the other hand, it'll never get equal. My neighbor has a Ph.D in world music. Programmed for Laurie Anderson, perhaps the whitest musician since James Galway. He often admires my car (a garden-variety Dodge Stealth) and talks about the Ferrari he used to have. Why'd he get rid of it? He "got sick of being pulled over all the time." And we've got two goddamn NBA teams and an entertainment industry. That said, have you tried harder to blend in with the majority-accepted black culture?