Last week, I forced myself to watch the video of George Floyd’s last minutes staring, in horror, at the screen as he gasped for breath, pleading for his life, whilst a police officer knelt on his neck (and three other officers stood by, compliantly). Enormous tears rolled down my cheeks. Tears of fury and tears of shame. Because what I witnessed was a modern-day lynching - a white man depriving a black man of his life, in public. It’s that simple…