like expired license tabs and running a stop sign. I had the same reaction - Oh, hell, what did I do? Am I going to get a ticket? I was never, ever afraid. And those incidents always went like this:
Cop: "Ma'am, did you know you just ran through that stop sign?"
Me: "No, officer, I'm sorry; I didn't notice it. I guess I was distracted."
Cop: "Well, try to be a little more careful. Have a nice day."
I have become aware of my white privilege. Nobody is completely immune from police brutality since our police forces have become nests of authoritarian assholery, but as a white person the only time I would be at significant risk for getting beaten up by cops is if I'm participating in a protest against police brutality. I can drive, watch birds, walk through a park, attend a barbecue, cash my paycheck, swim at a pool, nap in a dorm lounge, and sleep in my own home, without worrying for a minute that I might be interrogated, arrested, or even worse. That's white privilege - shit you don't have to worry about if you're white.