Carl Williams,
Chicago, IL.
Though I love my city Chicago, racial issues persist. The “Blacklash” of President Obama’s election is real, palpable. At my age, 52, I’ve never felt like I must so vigorously defend myself for just being who I’ve always been, a Black man. I can no longer talk about race without being accused of being a racist. And while things are changing, my Grandson is the product of a mixed relationship, I remain deeply concerned about the Country in which he may live; one where some politicians so openly talk about oppressing, suppressing the Constitutional rights other countrymen who are “different” than they.
