A lifetime of Coopting Has Sucked the Wind Out Of MLK Day.

A quick note on why MLK day as we know it can miss me.

As a child, my father sat me down and, much to my chagrin, had me listen to a Malcolm X speech that he had going on the record player. I was immediately transfixed. I don’t remember what the speech was about, but I remember the fire in Malcolm’s voice. It was the first time…