Debra Dickerson wrote a deeply depressing article in Salon.com to expalin why Barack Obama isn't truly black. I wrote this in response, posting it on Salon's letters' page:
Wow, I have seldom read a more misbegotten, self-serving absence of analysis than Ms Dickerson's piece. You know, with 'friends' like Debra not one of us who yearns for progress need look far to see who'll hold us back. Dear Lord ... Let us all be so 'pure': of political (and actual) colour; of origin; of path to self-righteousness. Let no part of our being, social or physical, be diluted by the complexities of this mixed-up world. Let us serve our time and pay our dues, lest some tell us we are impatient for change. Then, when we've attained such necessary 'purity' as Debra defines, the three true believers of the modern world can meet in a phone booth somewhere to discuss just how wrong and stupid the rest of the world has been. If we're lucky, one of them will get round to writing an article about it ... like we've all had nothing better to to do than wait for it to apear.
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