There Is Not Racial Or

I Cannot Be Understood In Three Minutes.

If The Image One Holds Of One's Self Contains Elements That Don't Square With Reality, One Is Best Advised To Let Go Of Them, However Difficult That May Be.

I Was A Gift To My Mother. She Was A Remarkable Person. God Or Nature, Or Whatever Those Forces Are, Smiled On Her, Then Passed Me The Best Of Her.

But Perhaps More Important, As Someone Wishing To Make A Comment Or Two About Contemporary Life And Values, I Don't Have To Dig Through Libraries Or Travel To Exotic Lands To Arrive At A View Of Our Modern Situation Refracted Through The Lens Of The Preindustrial World, Or The Uncommercialized, Unfranchised, Perhaps Unsanitized-and Therefore Supposedly More "authentic"-perspective Ofthe Third World. Very Simply, This Is Because That "other" World, As Alien As If Separated By Centuries In Time, Is The One From Which I Came

I Knew What It Was To Be Uncomfortable In A Movie Theater Watching Unfolding On The Screen Images Of Myself - Not Me, But Black People - That Were Uncomfortable.