I desperately needed a cup of coffee. So much so that after circling Armory Square for parking, and finally finding a spot across from the MOST, I entered Starbucks intending to cut through to the local roaster, Freedom of Espresso. But my need was so great; I found myself in a line at Starbucks and stayed. Also, as a former restaurateur, Starbucks is one of the chains I actually admire. It does try to engage in the local neighborhoods it occupies, serves a quality product, is innovative and pretty consistent, too.
Anyway, there was a young African American man in front of me in line who was acting all kinds of edgy. I thought, coffee ain’t gonna help that...

