Sloan plucks out a few optimistic observations from his recent local travels: children, black and brown, playing baseball; Salvadoran and Mexican families opening up their homes to him. But for the most part, he is struck by the tensions, the bitterness. “A lot of [the black] people who were left here--and they were truly left--are angry. They are angry that the Hispanics are here. They tell me, ‘They are stealing our neighborhood.’” As he speaks, I hear those words from not so long ago: “Those left behind feel that they’ve been wronged by the system.”