Once you begin to explain or excuse all events on racial grounds, you begin to indulge in the perilous mythology of race.
“I always knew I'd be in music in some sort of capacity. I didn't know if I'd be successful at it, but I knew I'd be doing something in it. Maybe get a job in a record store. Maybe even play in a band. I never got into this to be a star.”
“Christ preferred the poor; ever since I have been converted so have I.”