And this is really the obvious thing he should've known, and the same reason Mark Cuban's comments about his thoughts on inherent bias drew so much criticism. Sometimes the story just isn't about you and your musings. Basically, fukk your thoughts, b.
I knew a brilliant, beautiful black woman who was shot and killed execution style by a drug crew her boyfriend owed money to.
I guess I could've struck up a conversation at her memorial service about the other issues at hand: damn, why was this educated, beautiful woman dating a petty drug dealer? Why would she move in with him, knowing the drama he's in? Is there some misguided quest for authenticity that makes a significant number of black women gravitate toward nikkas who many would consider wayward and low down?
But that's a complicated conversation best reserved for after the memorial service, in private, with close friends, and even then with a serious degree of understanding and sympathy. Because the bottom line is she didn't deserve to die, and her family was grieving, and my personal opinions about anything else were irrelevant and would've been foul to express in that context.
Sometimes you need to just shut the fukk up in service to a bigger cause.