today is a day of anamoles.
within fifteen minutes of watching msnbc, i saw the solemn services for fmr. president gerald ford, the uplifting homegoing services for james brown and the grave accounts of the execution of saddam hussein. and i suppose that i'm supposed to feel different about all three; me as an american, historian, musician, black woman and human being. but somehow, i don't know if i can. i don't know if that's right. by all means, i acknowledge the impact they have had on our lives, for the positive or negative, but in the end, death is the equalizer. who they were as men is now left up to history.
maybe this is why i shouldn't watch 24-hour news channels when i'm on vacation.
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