As long as I leave my frustration behind, I know I am moving toward my goal again.
Any warning normally implies, even if it is tacit, that there should be changes
The power of a movement lies in the fact that it can indeed change the habits of people. This change is not the result of force but of dedication, of moral persuasion.
Tradition has it that whenever a group of people has tasted the lovely fruits of wealth, security and prestige it begins to find it more comfortable to believe in the obvious lie and accept that it alone is entitled to privilege.
Merely by describing yourself as black you have started on a road towards emancipation, you have committed yourself to fight against all forces that seek to use your blackness as a stamp that marks you out as a subservient being.
We believe in the inherent goodness of man.
We do not want to be reminded that it is we, the indigenous people, who are poor and exploited in the land of our birth. These are concepts which the Black Consciousness approach wishes to eradicate from the black man's mind before our society is driven to chaos by irresponsible people from Coca-cola and hamburger cultural backgrounds.
Despite that sort of reputation that Canada has of being a boring place, we really have produced really interesting politicians.
I take a lull from my CamelBak and choke at its potency. It tastes like bad decisions. It's perfect.
Nothing is more inspiring than a person with seemingly mediocre talent rising against the odds to become a champion by way of hard work, effort, and perseverance toward their goals.
I hung my head. Ranger was next on the list. “Yo,” Ranger said when he answered. “Small problem. ” “No kidding. Your car just went off the screen. ” “It sort of burned up. ” Silence. “And you know that keypad you gave me? It was in the car. ” “Babe.