A post-script as a preamble to today's Theater
adventure. Going to so many
theaters for the first time requires some imaginative planning and whenever
possible the use of the Metro.
Today's decision to take the Green Line in from West Hyattsville to
Columbia Heights was pitch perfect!
And I had a book along to read, never leave home without one. Usually I take a collection of poems,
or sometimes--like today--essays.
Having almost finished them, I had with me "The Fire This
Time" collection of essays, edited by Jesmyn Ward.
On the way back out, with
just one station to go, I finished a excellent essay by Carol Anderson titled
"White Rage". Sitting
across from me were two young men, one black and one white, in redskins T-shirts
who had been talking football since I embarked on the train at Columbia
Heights. No sooner had I closed
the book than the black man asked, "Good book?" I assumed by asking he was familiar
with it, or at least "The Fire Next Time". He denied knowing about either, and so I gave him a very brief
overview of Baldwin's progenitor, and then shared the premise of Anderson's
essay on white rage with him. He listened intently and said, "I'm gonna have to get that one." In
hindsight, I wish I had just given him my copy--I can always buy another...
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