I’m pretty much all for poetry in public places – poetry on buses, poetry on subways, on billboards, on cereal boxes.
It hasn’t been a problem with Ben, I think we worked together very well, we don’t have rows.
I was extended secret service protection during my presidential run in 1984, when I received the most death threats ever made toward a candidate.
I had gained a greater appreciation of hearing the concerns of woman, doctors, and so many others.
There are interesting forms of difficulty, and there are unprofitable forms of difficulty. I mean, I enjoy some difficult poetry, but some of it is impenetrable and I actually wouldn’t want to penetrate it if I could, perhaps.
Look at the coded language the Right is using against President Barack Obama. Openly calling him a liar in Congress, saying he is ‘not a Christian, he was not born here, he is not one of us.’ That makes addressing such issues trickier for the first African-American in the White House.
Integration is a man’s ability to want to move in there by himself. If someone wants to live in a white neighborhood and he is black, that is his choice. It should be his rights. It is not because white people will not allow him.
When I was in college, I lost my scholarship one year. I had enough money for tuition, but not room and board. So I camped in the hills.
I came to the conclusion that in order to end racial barriers, I needed to run for the office of the president and put forth an agenda of social justice and world peace. In addition, I concluded that someone needed to run and challenge the liberal orthodoxy.
The base emotions Plato banned have left a radio-active and not radiant land.