My friend Katie and I talk about how sometimes circumstances in our lives “kick the bucket” of our hearts and cause what’s already in there to spill out. It’s not that the ugly wasn’t there all along–it just hadn’t been exposed. I feel like the events of the last few weeks have kicked our nation’s collective bucket and our mess or racial disunity (which has been there so long) is spilled out in front of us. We can tiptoe...