I did not die at Harpers Ferry for this. I died for liberty, dignity, and for my wife. Why have so many of my people drained themselves of virtue, and the quiet contemplation of their freedom? Note the prisoner’s togs, proudly displayed. The females, prone. It is not immoral. It is worse: a silly waste. And now Professor Chambers tells me of a self-defacing television play featuring a failed rapper and his harem & illegitimate children. My wife and I are ashamed of all of you.

—D.N.

Theme by Pixel Union