(Untitled)

Feb 12, 2004 13:53

I’m at the Arts Lounge, writing (or trying to write) a paper lambasting Booker T. Washington, the newest bane of my existence. I’m enjoying puffing myself up with moral dignity and superiority and being Ever So Disgusted with his sacrifice of black collective pride in exchange for petty economic gains. Just the same it hurts a little to type it ( Read more... )

Leave a comment

Comments 1

ticketsonmyself February 12 2004, 12:42:41 UTC
This is a fine entry. Thanks for making my day better.

Reply


Leave a comment

Up