As a writer, there are times when you have something to say, and yet no particular 'hook' upon which to hang the missive you are burning to release.

It's hard to say when or if we will actually arrive at that place called 'post-racial', or, better yet, post-racism.

To believe that the United States is post-racial requires an almost incomprehensible inability or unwillingness to stare truth in the face.

Being asked to describe what 'post-racial' means is a bit like being asked to describe a leprechaun, cold fusion or unicorns: we know what is meant, but, if we are willing to be honest, we also know that none of the four describe something real, something tangible, something true.