There Are Just So Many Stories That

My Mom, God Rest Her Soul - She Liked Nicknames. In The Womb She Named Me Skip. There Was Another Black Guy In Piedmont, W.va., And His Name Was Skip. They Called Him Big Skip, And I Was Little Skip.

Our Society Is Driven Today By So Much Ethnic Discord. We Have Black Lives Matter, Which I Praise And Celebrate. We Have The Demagogues Stereotyping Muslims And Resurrecting Racist Stereotypes They Used To Visit On Us. The Larger Goal Is To Show That We Are All The Same, We All Come From Africa, And We All Have The Same Larger Family Tree. It's About The Fundamental Unity Of The Human Community.

The Only People Who Live In A Post-black World Are Four People Who Live In A Little White House On Pennsylvania Avenue. The Idea That America Is Post-racial Or Post-black Because A Man I Admire, Barack Obama, Is President Of The United States, Is A Joke. And I Hope No One Will Even Wonder About This Crazy Fiction Again.

The Thing About Black History Is That The Truth Is So Much More Complex Than Anything You Could Make Up.

It's Important To Debunk The Myths Of Africa Being This Benighted Continent Civilized Only When White People Arrived. In Fact, Africans Had Been Creators Of Culture For Thousands Of Years Before. These Were Very Intelligent, Subtle And Sophisticated People, With Organized Societies And Great Art.