Ever Been Mistaken For A Prostitute? Ask A Sista


I spent the better part of last week attending the Netroots Nation 2011 convention, and by far the most interesting panel I attended was “Ask A Sista.” The panel of women gave me a perspective on race that I don’t often get to experience first hand. Especially shocking to me? When moderator Cheryl Contee of Jack and Jill Politics asked the panel to raise their hands if they had ever been mistaken for a prostitute, and everyone’s hands went up.

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  • lulu

    I was shocked when it happened because I look white.  Undercover cops chased me around my own neighborhood (a very safe one where this never happens.)  They slammed my head against a UPS truck, searched my bags and threatened to arrest me.  I was wearing shorts and a tank top on a 100 degree day and apparently thats a crime in New York City.  These stop and frisks will kill you.  Now I feel very down with the rest of the harrassed community. It sucks.