I don't think fatherhood's changed me so much as it's conjured protective instincts I've had all along.

I believe that to some degree there are situational and psychological laws of cause-and-effect, but I don't believe there's some Über-soul who doles out "justice."

If I’d been talking about black trash, I might be lynched. If I was talking about white trash, I’d merely be another torchbearer in an ongoing national lynching.

You have to be careful because those feelings and bitterness can take over and consume in a bad way.

I can't tell you how many times people - through the anonymity and safety of the Internet, of course - have told me 'You beat women' as if it was an ongoing, daily thing. The only person ever brave enough to say it to my face quickly surrendered his courage when I said, 'Would you like to step outside and see if I can beat men, too?'

I'm more muscular than I was in my younger days. My biceps and shoulders, especially.

I think my sense of humor is Jewish. I'm smarter than most white people, which is kind of a Jewish thing, too.