So well described. I spent my career in the brand design business and saw the same shit routinely. Your piece reminds me of the time my dad demanded that I not walk to school with the only black kid in our neighborhood. Taylor practicly lived next door so walking to school together was a natural. I was afraid of my dad so I complied. At least while i was in sight of the house. I was afraid of telling Tayor too. I knew it would hurt. The insident weighted on me. I remember it vividly even though it was 60 years ago. It gives me a small insight into how our racist society is maintained.