This novel is dedicated to my beloved mother, Chriscile, who was killed 24 days after her thirty-ninth birthday. Mom, I love you, and will always miss you. Sorry, Dad (killed in 1989), if I didn't dedicate it to you, because you did my mother wrong. I hope you still find your way in heaven. Junior, my older brother who was killed two years after my mother's death, I know you hated it when I used the word "Negro." I love you, man. Naomi Close, who died at 23 years old-darling, I love and miss you. Priscilla, my beautiful daughter, heaven is glad to have a little angel like you. Daddy misses you. I hope you are all in heaven smiling down on me. Mhiya (Chriscile Leger Lindor) named after my mother, my beautiful little princess, yeah, I know you are pretty. Daddy loves you, and can't wait to meet you. Dana, AKA Suckie-Weakie; Sherley and Edwith, my sisters; Mikelson; and finally Frantz, mini-me-I love you all. Wish me luck in this new adventure.
"It's a shame to be a Negro because society has a grudge against me." I was once told that being a Negro is a shame and a mortal virusperhaps this "man" was right because he was himself a severe threat to the society. The society scorns me because I am a Negro, but the society itself is rotten. Sometimes I question my own identity: Is it my fault for being a Negro when my own race mistreats and degrades me, or should I apologize for being a Negro?
Meanwhile, when I dream of my country it's a nightmare. When I think of my country it's a fearful moment. When I talk of my country it's disgusting. A country destroyed by its own cannibals, where lawlessness shines; where children are disregarded and die daily from hunger; where women are being raped, beaten, and forced to expose themselves for prostitution. A country where armed Negroes, thugs, thieves, and murderers call themselves and are called by the corrupted government "Freedom Fighters." Perhaps they mean Freedom Killers!
Is it really a shame to be a Negro? This novel expresses how some of us feel about our race and the society.
Carter thinks it's a shame to be a Negro because of his struggle in the society. Should he blame himself for being black, or should he blame the white society? Unlike any other black men, he refuses to fault his failure on the white nation, but instead, holds himself responsible for his dilemmas.
He believes that he is his own antagonist if he can't accomplish his objective.
