I know I am going to regret this post as soon as it is published.  But I took an extra week of vacation and I wanted to drop a few posts before it was back to the grindstone.  First a confession: sometimes when I don’t want to write a post I just antagonize Alpha Man.  We used to date and I know how to get him riled so a few of those posts where he’s extra crazy…that might be my bad. 

So this is also for Alpha Man.  I am writing about Soul Doctors.  I am writing about Dorothy I. Height the matriarch of the Civil Rights movement.  Simply put, I owe everything to her and the thousands of African-American women of her era who were and are known only to their immediate friends and family.  These women healed the soul of a nation.

So what does that mean for us in debtor’s prison? Read on to find out

Alpha Man is a proponent of the reinvestment in HBCU’s but he is not an alum of one.  After just the right number of drinks I asked him why, as I had many times before.  This time he answered me honestly.  He said too many people spent their lives opening doors for me to not do everything in my power to walk through.  I would go as far as to say that most scholastically gifted African-Americans think this way. 

When you’re 18 and you’re black you might not be thinking about student debt…but you are definitely thinking about what you owe.  Somewhere along the way we lose sight of that.  Watching young African-Americans, particularly black men, and what they go through, there is an exact moment when they forget about their REAL debt.  It is the moment they begin to feel like failures…just like the elite institutions wanted.

And where are the Soul Doctors? Unfortunately most of them have left this Earth.  As for the remaining ones they have a much more difficult job to do.  Dorothy Height protected the masses with a vaccine.  She cured a pandemic.  The new crop of doctors…they are going to have to heal one person at a time.