I get interviewed a lot, and I found myself listening to what the interviewer is asking me, I'm analyzing what I'm being asked more than my response.
Most of the things that are asked of me as a representative black person, would suggest never are we equal Americans.
I can't feel Irish to save my soul, but it's a fact.
Brown people wouldn't speak to someone who was black.
I am really quite proud of most of the people I " know who have "made it," who do things to help people.
I know that statistically, it has been proven that there is a tremendous amount of black on black crime within the inner cities.
You're always being judged. No matter what you do, it's not the right thing. If you didn't become successful, then you'd be pointed at as one of those creatures down their who didn't take advantage of this or that, who didn't climb and rise and so forth.
Most of us prefer to be as quiet as possible about giving, because every time it's publicized that we do something, if it's something of the nature of giving, we'll be doubly besieged, and you really get sick of being always criticized no matter what you do.
I don't know anywhere in the world where there is not racism against somebody.
The anti-blackness has generated new forms of youth involvement in anti-whiteness, which in some cases is appalling.
I travel a lot. It used to be, when I would go to any country, I could guarantee that the first question would establish my name, and the fact that I've written Roots, and the third question, at least no later than the fourth question would not be a question, so much as a statement, something like, "We understand that in America white people do such and such bad things to black people."
Racism and hatred are synonymous.
But then, as far as I know, as far as I've studied or heard or picked up, it seems that this type of thing is a curse against mankind.
If you go back to before mankind came out of the cave, there was hatred.
There was a great deal of inbreeding between the Indians and the slaves. Genetically speaking, black people are some part black, some part European.
It's always intrigued me that amidst the group called slaves there were individuals who were extremely able, who were extremely colorful, who were powerful personalities, who by no means fit the usual images of slaves. They were people who, through their personalities and abilities, were very respected in the community where they lived by both black and white.
I think most people when you say slavery tend to see a group of anonymous people pulling cotton sacks in great plantation fields, and that is largely true.
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