I think for us all, at some point in our lives as blacks, african americans, the lost tribes, whatever you identify as, we've heard from one or many on how someday blacks will reclaim our place in the world. We've all heard how we'll regain our crowns, take back our rightful positions, restore our image, and so on. Maybe you've been one to say this and still do? Whether or not you have, I have to wonder about those who believe such. I wonder if they're ready. No, not ready for their throne or title. Not ready to be Lords and Empresses, but ready to miss out on everything they're hoping for. Are any of them ready to go to the grave never seeing any of what they think will come to pass? Are any ready to see things get much worse, worse than they ever thought possible, before it truly gets better... without them? What's their plan when they're on their deathbed and black people aren't treated any better than how we've been treated all their lives? How does one take all of that in.... in their final days? As something to have been expected? Or as a nightmare come true? And also, why are so many convinced that their generation will be the generation that ends all the pain and suffering and racism, but no generation on forward wants to put in much (or any) effort toward accomplishing this? This is just for discussion. Something I'd been pondering.