Guy Bussey is my uncle, and the Flint police shot him in 1929. That athlete of activism is Jackie Robinson holding court in 1972. So you tell your friend this: had he done his job, had the nation done its, Colin would not be kneeling.

Do not judge Colin’s choice, but himself and the nation for forcing this upon Colin. Psh! Almost a century since the police killed my uncle, and four decades since Jackie Robinson’s gentle rebuke, shame on your friend for saying anything but “America has wrong you badly.”

And the next time he thinks he understands the simple grace of responding to decades of savagery with a knee in peace, remind him that White American could barely stomach 40 years of plain old political correctness. What does he know of the lives he reaches to judge? He can hardly handle being offended.

No — such hypocrisy or indifference to our hunt deserves no consideration from us. Walk in our shoes or have a seat. He hasn’t earned the right to weigh in on how we cope with the lives we live.