In America, It Is Difficult To Be

Far As I Can Tell, I Still Have Most Of My Hair, My Gut Is Not Hanging Over My Belt, And I Still Have All Of My Teeth.

A Good Deed Here, A Good Deed There, A Good Thought Here, A Good Comment There, All Added Up To My Career In One Way Or Another.

But Perhaps More Important, As Someone Wishing To Make A Comment Or Two About Contemporary Life And Values, I Don't Have To Dig Through Libraries Or Travel To Exotic Lands To Arrive At A View Of Our Modern Situation Refracted Through The Lens Of The Preindustrial World, Or The Uncommercialized, Unfranchised, Perhaps Unsanitized-and Therefore Supposedly More "authentic"-perspective Ofthe Third World. Very Simply, This Is Because That "other" World, As Alien As If Separated By Centuries In Time, Is The One From Which I Came

In America, It Is Difficult To Be Your Own Man.

I Couldn't Adjust To The Racism In Florida. It Was So Blatant... I Had Never Been So Described As Florida Described Me.