There has been a strange (to me) spate of newspaper columns lately about the unspeakably tragic death of an allegedly brilliant and gifted black writer, name of George Jackson, who was gunned down by a prison guard (“murdered” his friends claim) as he was trying to escape from San Quentin prison.
According to these heart-rending eulogies, the thing which really killed the brilliant and gifted young man was not the lead in his head, but the brutal California penal system, and/or the terrible injustices to which he was subjected by society (meaning you and me) since birth.
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