“WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO NOW?”

My life is at a crossroad, I am a 52 year old disabled Black man full of uncertainty. What is my next role? Do I play the role of an aging Black man that was recently informed that he can no longer work in his chosen profession due to a plethora of medical injuries? Do I play the role of an aging Black man that successfully changes his career? Do I play the role of an aging, unemployed, depressed, down on his luck, down on himself, mad at the world, always me, if it wasn’t for you type of Black man? Do I play the role of the town drunk who lost his family because he fell off the old wagon? Or, do I take the longest recurring role in history, The Angry Black Man? There are many casting calls, but not all casting calls should be answered, choose wisely. I will not let my moral value depreciate like those of a starving actor. I refuse to accept roles that shine a light on the degradation and the degeneracy of Black women and children. I also refuse to accept any roles that portray the Black man as inferior, uncommitted, monstrous, unreliable, incarcerated, lazy, philandering, drug dealing, uneducated, and faithless. I will only accept roles that shine a light on my undying passion for love, equality, justice, independence, family, faith, education, prosperity, and the never ending pursuit of freedom.

And The Oscar Goes To…..

DAME

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