I Was A Child Of Privilege And

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You Cannot Live A Political Life, You Cannot Live A Moral Life If You're Not Willing To Open Your Eyes And See The World More Clearly. See Some Of The Injustice That's Going On. Try To Make Yourself Aware Of What's Happening In The World. And When You Are Aware, You Have A Responsibility To Act.

I Don't Know That I Ever Bought Into The "american Dream." I Was A Child Of Privilege. I Grew Up In The '50s And It Was A Quiet Time In America, At Least On The Surface And I Grew Up In A Kind Of Feathery Bed Of Privilege.

Living In A Bubble As I Said In A Featherbed Of Privilege. That's Why Leaving Home, Leaving The Prep School And Going To The University Of Michigan In The Early '60s Was A Moment Of Awakening And To Go To A Place Like Michigan And To See Suddenly A World In Flames And The Injustices All Around Was Quite A Wake Up Call. I Lasted A Year And A Half At Michigan Before I Dropped Out And Joined The Merchant Marines And I Was A Merchant Marine For My Sophomore Year Then I Came Back To Michigan.

The Fact Is That In My Prep School, I Went To A Boarding School, 39 Young Men Graduated From That Prep School. Five Years Later, A Quarter Of Us Were In Sds, In Students For Democratic Society. Not Because We Were Particularly Chosen Or Because We Were As I Say, We Were Lucky But We Were Mainly Luckily To Grow Up At A Time Where This Black Freedom Movement Was Really Defining The Moral Character Of What It Meant To Be A Citizen And A Person.