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January 5 - February 19, 2023
Those early college years were the first time I understood what it means to be a black man in America. Part of this meant realizing how my childhood had given me misguided impressions about my own people. I had been fed the same stereotypical stuff about black people as the white kids around me, and I hadn’t been immune: they had me under the impression that the only real way to be black was to be Nelly circa 2002, minus the Band-Aid under the eye.
A country in which the simple declaration that people who look like me are worth saving has become controversial.
I believe an important part of the cure, maybe the most crucial part of it, is to talk to each other.
The problem with this is that every Black person would have to have 10 discussions in order to cover every white person. Why should a conversation be neeeded to show white people that everyone has equal value and worth?

