Dear God, Famous People, what is so challenging about being aware of what comes out of your mouths via your brains via Twitter? What's so elusive about the obligation to be thoughtful about the 140-character comments you make online?
Mother Nature, the power of a nascent storytelling art form in the televised mini-series, and a nation largely ignorant of and reluctant to come to terms with the horrors of its slave-owning past conspired to create a 'perfect storm' of enlightenment in America.
Some 350 feet below the bridge we were driving over, a mighty river coiled and cursed through a dark basalt gorge. I could see two rapids interrupting the otherwise peaceful stretch. They were pieces of effervescence, feather-white, inviting.