Status Updates From The Sport of the Gods

Hmmm, this is a difficult one. I ought to feel bad about how the reporter got his information, on the other hand of course there's the horrendous crime that's being committed against an innocent man, despite what was essentially torture that was used to get the evidence of this crime.

A martyr???!??!!!?

Chapter 13 is the right number ! What unbearable hypocrisy!!

Corrective and clarifying... A well remembered argument for the old spare the rod...

Ch. X is heartbreaking for the good mother of these two now NYC -corrupted kids.

Some club...

Reflecting on the ideas Dunbar presents while trying not to remember the ways and everything else that he's showing. Things I have been trying to forget my entire lifetime. But we can make things better, we can Do Better, that's why I wrote up the idea of Project Do Better: Enough for All in Four Phases , which I hope will help to build community cooperation...

At least Kit has some good sense, unlike her brother. I wonder how long their mother will be able to hold that young idiot in check.

"... had always been wrong in putting too low a value on really worthy things."

Nice.

...moral and mental astigmatism...
!! Excellent !!

Now I remember why I was avoiding reading this book: "that little light girl" again...

End of chapter 7 with the guy who plays Ragtime and please protect Kit.

Uh oh Joe, trouble is on its way and it's got your name written on it in New York. Chapter 6

Joining the Great Migration. Excellent way to work in those historical trends , along with the brown bag societies, of course. End of chapter 6.

And like Joe, fool my grandfather , with the same name, in fact , would not even have been ashamed of being a member of brown bag society, I am pretty sure.

Poor Joe. He was simply a product of his upbringing, which reminds me of how my paternal grandfather told me about the "Brown party " at Howard University that someone told him off for because they said "Why did you bring that black girl to the brown party, you knew it was a brown party..." as I wondered if he had been a member of any of those brown bag societies. I'm reasonably sure that my mother's father was...

"... and he began to wonder how he could have been so many kinds of a fool for so long without realizing it."

!! Excellent !!

"naps" as in grandma Margret B.'s "Don't you bring me home any nappy headed grandchildren."
Sigh. And so ironically this Black man does not know how to cut Black hair.

Par for the course.

Gotta love the evening papers speculations about how he must have amassed that considerable sum of money "from a long series of smaller peculations" because he was a negro... Of course. But sadly, things haven't really changed very much.

Incredible arrogance and heartless stupidity, even toward others like him... Surprised that the detective even tried to find evidence...

Our delicate half-wit younger brother from ch. 2 can't even bear to meet the Hasty detective in chapter 3. Something is a mis here... Of course.

...knew nothing of the value of money."
Slaves did understand that value, but likely also understood that they'd be more able to get away with stealing basic food supplies than money. Also desperation goes for food rather than money when money is always more difficult to get anyway. Interesting that Dunbar would put this in the mouth and the master, sorry , former master...

... speculation and spoiled brothers are likely to make poor company, as we finish chapter 2..