And even more extraordinary — see, I used to — my father bought me a bicycle and I was about the only kid in the ghetto who had a bicycle and he would send me into town. And frequently I would see black kids scavenging in the dust bins of the schools where they picked out perfectly okay apples and fruit. White kids were being provided with school feeding, government school feeding, but most of the time they didn’t eat it. They preferred what their mommies gave them and so they would dump the whole fruit into the dust bin and these kids coming from a township who needed free meals didn’t get them. And so they got — it was things that registered without your being aware that they were registering and you’re saying there are these extraordinary inconsistencies in our lives.