Solidarity

Driving home last night, we saw a group of Asian men walking down a busy street. They were bespectacled and anxious-looking, older than me but not old. They were carrying backpacks, and were probably tourists or foreign graduate students. I had such a strong urge to get out of the car and help them. I don't think I would have felt this way had they been of any other race.

I feel the same way when I see little old Asian women crossing busy streets. It breaks my heart.