Very moving. Thank you for posting that, Alan.

I had a dear friend who had a nervous breakdown because he could not stand being black here. He could not stand the bullshit, no matter how his friends of all races loved him. He kept yelling about not being able to leave his skin. He moved to Africa. Born and raised and 38 years old all American boy had to move to Africa to find a life where his skin was not alienating him from his very life.

Heard someone griping about how there is no provision for race on the internet. They thought it was wrong, a bad omission. I think that is wrong. I love that I don't know anyone's color. I love that I don't have to watch people putting things in the context of their race. I love that I could be giving people in pain like my friend's a rest from that awful alienation. I love that people can love or hate or have any honest feeling toward each other on the internet without race ever being a factor. All it ever is out there is people hating your color or people jumping out of their own assholes not to hate your color... the choices my friend said drove him mad. "It's all being racist or anti-racist, which are both the same thing. We never get to just be together."

Good-bye, Sekou.

I was wondering if anyone caught that on Bill Moyers tonight.

I came in on it late (the Martin Espada interview)

Did anyone catch the Impeach comments at the end?

My bad, I actually did catch that performance. I didn't catch the fact Sekou Sundiata died though. That kind of art is IMPORTANT!