Magic moment: I'm not racist.

Rapper Joyner Lucas tells a story through the eyes of two men: a white Donald Trump supporter and a dark-skinned young man. They sit opposite each other and tell their stories. They express their anger, judgments, fears, reproaches and doubts. Confrontational, raw and honest: a seemingly unbridgeable contrast captured in one rap song. How often do these confrontations take place in the anonymous environment of Twitter and Facebook or at our own kitchen tables? What would happen if we sat across from "that other" more often?