You Can Say I Had A Severe

I'd Say Imagine That You Wake Up One Morning When You're Going Through A Midlife Crisis. You're Getting Divorced. Your Kids Won't Speak To You. Their Faces Are Covered With Acne, And You Have To Decide Why You Should Get Out Of Bed. That's The Career You Should Pick. The One That Keeps You Going No Matter What, Even If Your Life Is Falling Apart. That's How I Feel About My Career.

If You Don't Tell Your Stories, Other People Will Tell Their Story About You. It's Important That We Nurture And Protect These Memories. Things Change. Existence Means Change.

The Only People Who Live In A Post-black World Are Four People Who Live In A Little White House On Pennsylvania Avenue. The Idea That America Is Post-racial Or Post-black Because A Man I Admire, Barack Obama, Is President Of The United States, Is A Joke. And I Hope No One Will Even Wonder About This Crazy Fiction Again.

My Grandfather Was Coloured, My Father Was Negro, And I Am Black.

The Biggest Surprise For Me, Without A Doubt, Was That The First Black People Who Came To The United States Weren't The 20 Who Arrived In Jamestown In 1619. All Of Us Had Been Taught That. The First African Came To Florida In 1513. And The Huge Shock Is We Know His Name, Juan Garrido, And That He Wasn't A Slave. He Was Free!