Tuesday 12 September 2017

When, beneath the black mask...

a human being begins to make his self felt, one cannot escape a certain awful wonder as to what kind of human being it is.  What one's imagination makes of other people is dictated, of course, by the laws of one's own personality and it is one of the ironies of black-white relations that, by means of what the white man imagines the black man to be, the black man is enabled to know who the white man is. 

James Baldwin, Stranger in the Village

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