It was only after a few days that I learned Nadia had killed someone. As forceful as that sentence is, believe it or not, it is not as bad as it seems. One day she had been driving, surprisingly sober,…
Tip #23: A Mack Don’t React
I am a dirty, crusty, unwashed, patchouli-stank hippie. Given my blonde dreads, my penchant for roots reggae, and my total desire to understand, but complete ignorance of, the black man’s struggle, most would call me…