Jun 25, 2009
Mad at Michael…
Even when I was MAD at Michael, I knew his craziness was America’s craziness. The abuse we endure as children, the abuse we perpetuate as survivors, our irrational reactions to the irrational racism, our unlimited talent, our unlimited pathos, our Stockholm Syndrome, the Pecola Breedlove in everyone of us who is assaulted by the oppressors’ beauty myths every millisecond, from the womb. We know you Michael. Rest.In.Peace.
