"Race.” I really can't understand it as anything other than something people say. The people who have said that you and I are both "black” and therefore deserve a certain kind of interaction with the world, they make race. I can't take them seriously. Not beyond the fact that they have the ability to say that you and I are a single race. You know, a piece of cloth that is called "linen” has more validity than calling you and me "black” or "negro.” "Cotton” has more validity as cotton than yours and my being "black.”...