Does the moral arc bend towards justice?

We cannot tell from here.

Elizabeth City, NC, after the murder of Andrew Brown Jr. (Photo by author)

I was twenty when my friends and I piled into my Geo Metro and drove north through the night, six of us in that damn little car. We were a funny, rag tag crew, sticking out like sore thumbs in the Bronx — small town kids in a big city — and I found a piece of cardboard and wrote “41 SHOTS” on it in marker and carried it above my head as we joined the…