Earlier, when I said the FBI had won the day’s “Oh no, baby. What is you doing?” award, I was totally wrong. The FBI was like, “Nobody can screw up worse than this,” and PepsiCo was like, “Hold my beer!”
James Baldwin is unequivocally one of the most prolific writers of his time.
In the late 1970s, James Baldwin began working on an idea for a book that would tell the story of America through the lives of three of his murdered friends: Medgar Evers, Malcolm X and Martin Luther King Jr.
James Baldwin is directly connected to Duke Ellington and John Coltrane in my mind, thanks to the 90-minute documentary James Baldwin: The Price of the Ticket. When the Paris section of the film starts, you see mid-20th-century black-and-white footage of a security guard opening huge iron gates that lead to the Eiffel…