I listened many times to one of Bill Cosby’s comedy albums back in the 1970’s growing up in the MS Delta…and I’ve long credited him with helping me begin my journey out of racism. I’ll always be deeply grateful to him for that, but whatever he did for me can never excuse his crimes. It’s just heartbreaking to see what kind of clay feet this particular childhood hero of mine had.

Retired Navy. Inveterate contrarian. If I haven’t done it, I’ve usually done something close.