It just is the Chicago way — the American way. It is American hypocrisy, wrapped in a star-spangled red, white and blue cloak of liberty and justice.
John W. Fountain
When did I become the enemy in your so-called “gender war”? Weren’t we once both black and poor?
I explained that NASA was more concerned about what was in Jemison’s head than what was on her head. I told them that black is beautiful.
It has been said: “Until the lion learns how to write, every story will glorify the hunter.”
Whole swaths of culture and life routinely go missing from the platter of American journalism, particularly stories about minority communities.
I write in response: Dear Sir, “White privilege” does not negate human suffering.
We all get it: That amid any lack of good and loving fathers, or their complete absence, we can’t afford to sit around casting blame or doing nothing.
At times, I looked in the mirror and did not see me. At times, honestly, I did not care whether I lived or died.
My competitive juices ebb and flow. Some years I’ve thought to myself: “Do you really want to pay the electric bill for burning all those lights?