I Spent 10 Years As A Marketing

I Believe In The Dull Lie - Make Your Story Boring Enough And No One Will Question It.

The Day Of The March, We Were Forbidden To Go To The March Site. The Man I Worked For, The Presbyterian Minister, Knew We Would Want To Be Sort Of Martyrs For The Cause And Risk Arrest. He Didn't Want Any Of That Going On. So He Made Us Stay In The Neighborhood.

These Events Are Swirling Around Them. In The White Community, People Felt Like They Had No Control Over Their Neighborhoods, Their Destiny. In The Black Community, Centuries Of Government And Economic Forces Were Pushing On Them. I Went In With A Kind Of Arrogance, Maybe, That Came From Living In A Very Intellectual Family, And I Left Knowing That There Was A Lot About The Way People Lived That I Didn't Know About.

People Have Less Privacy And Are Crammed Together In Cities, But In The Wide Open Spaces They Secretly Keep Tabs On Each Other A Lot More

Sometimes Life Seems So Painful It Hurts Even To Move My Arms.