I watched Part One. And besides not understanding why the interstitial set ups featured an…ahem…distinctively dressed black man rhyming, I thought it was a satisfactory overview of some of the issues that many black people, and Americans of all colors, are thinking about.
As in all cable and television network news programs, the show never grabbed for the heart of the matters, so to speak. I mean, where was any display of real anger about the state of things? Everybody was simply bemoaning the problems. For example, I was waiting for …

I write about race because my love for America, for the promise of her expressed principles, compels me to do so. As I experience it, racism is America’s gangrene. There are times when affected extremities have been treated with low grade antibiotics, but collectively we have never been able to excise the rotted flesh from the body politic. Instead for the most part, we drag the infected along, pretend not to notice its stench, all the while periodically tightening the tourniquet, quite sure that cutting off flow to the problem …