Prometheus 6

This is a link from Negrophile that I didn't actually follow to the original article.

The day he moved into his residence hall as a freshman, Christopher Loving heard the whispers.

"There's a black guy on the floor," his hall-mates kept saying. "Somebody go talk to him."

Now, the fact that these folks felt like someone should talk to the brother is either good news (they felt they should welcome the guy who is obviously alone) or bad news (the wanted to feel him out to see how much of a threat he'd be). I lean toward it being good news.

But damn. There's a lot that this brings to mind, but right now all I can say is, just damn.