I loved Martin Luther King more than a brother.
It's not the name they call you, it's the name you answer to.
I don't know what the future may hold, but I know who holds the future.
I'm sick and tired of black and white people of good intent giving aspirin to a society that is dying of a cancerous disease.
Not only are a voteless people a hopeless people. A non-producing people are hopeless also.
The industrial landscape is already littered with remains of once successful companies that could not adapt their strategic vision to altered conditions of competition.