It is these myths, these urban-legends, which form the picture of anguish that stunts the fulfillment of the American dream. I mention this because the violent sadness in Cincinnati reminds me of the good and bad in America and how far we have come, and yet how far we have to go.
Racism is a quiet fire fueled by the fumes of ignorance and fear.
It seethes and simmers beneath the surface, a smoldering ember of self-destruction that sears the very soul of America. America is a land of opportunity. Nowhere else in the world can success be found more readily than in America. The insulting absurdity of Horowitz aside, the question still remains. In the dark days of WW II, the call to duty was answered all across America.