I'm an African woman, I suppose these thoughts torture me more than they do black American people, because it's like watching my own children trapped in a car that's sinking to the bottom of a lake and being impotent to save them'the black Americans have their own holocaust going on. You see the black man erasing black children from the landscape, you see black women desperately trying to get the black man's attention by wearing blonde hair and fake blue eyes, 500 years after he sold her and their children across the ocean.

The press doesn't like me, because I am a weirdo to them, so they do everything to create their own fictional Kola Boof.

My autobiography is one of the truest, most frankly written books ever published in the western hemisphere.

What makes me angry'is that it wasn't me who revealed that I had been with Osama Bin Laden. I originally denied being involved with Osama when the London Guardian threatened to 'out' me.

I don't see a huge difference between the African condition and the black American condition. The only real difference is that black Americans live in the richest country on Earth surrounded by a majority white population and are almost entirely disconnected from their original culture and their God-given identity.

Africans believed that the woman's bare breast represented God, the circle of life and the moral cleanliness of human beings.

Men always liked me, because I was very damaged and unpredictable, my children's father claims that I have multiple personalities, but I don't.