And black power births a kind of understanding that illuminates all the galaxies in their truest colors. Even the Dreamers-lost in their great reverie-feel it, for it is Billie they reach for in sadness, and Mobb Deep is what they holler in boldness, and Isley they hum in love, and Dre they yell in revelry, and Aretha is the last sound they hear before dying. We have made something down here. We have taken the one-drop rules of Dreamers and flipped them. They made us into a race. We made ourselves into a people.
( Ta-Nehisi Coates )
[ Between the World and Me ]
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