The one thing about this hubbub that seems to me to be a gross oversight in the reporting of and perception of this story, is: Why didn't this woman know who he was?
This is something that should be talked about more in American society. On my street, I may not know my neighbors well, but I know them. I know their names, I'm friendly with them, and I know what they look like. Even in an upper-class neighborhood like theirs, this woman had no idea what one of her neighbors looked like.
This could have been a good opportunity for Know Your Neighbors editorials, but I guess it wasn't meant to be. Maybe I'm wrong, but I think it would have been more valuable than a week of contrived racial debate.
By the way, if there's anything else to get out of this story, it's I'd rather have a drink with Gates anyway. Red Stripe, ahoy!