Today, January 15th, 2014, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. would have been 85 years old. It is arguable that, in this age of globalization and its increased emphases on the heightened role Americans should play in African diaspora nations and the increasingly cosmopolitan approach writers must take to expand their audiences, too many times we scramble past our simplest African-American heritages–which I recall being much more fervently portrayed, referenced and discussed in my youth than they are for children now today.
“All that’s over…”
“What they did back then is outdated…”
Since we all supposed to be so “Post-Racial” now, I hear versions of these sentiments more often than I hear: “What are you and I going to do to celebrate this important race war history today?”
I fear the day when a story set during the Civil Rights Movement, or commemoration of Rosa Parks and her cohort in a poem, or allusion to horrific Blacks/Whites only discriminatory vestiges become politically…
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