My family is hosting a visitor from Canada-land this week. She’s had a bizarre cold for some time, so we planned a trip to the doctor. She phoned her Canadian insurance to find out the care provider for her plan, and they tried to send us to an address in a part of the city that I did not care to visit.
Actually, I refused to take her there, and demanded that she call back the company, explain the situation, get a new address, and have them take that address off of their list of recommended locations. What if an unwitting Canadian took the bus there?!
It’s tricky reconciling critical race theory learned in a classroom in cozy Dunton Tower in Ottawa with genuine fear of being car-jacked (a fear that has been cultivated from a young age) on the South Side of Chicago.