I Wasn't Part Of Any Sixties Movement.

The Last Publicized Center Of American Writing Was Manhattan. Its Writers Became Known As The New York Intellectuals. With Important Connections To Publishing, And Universities, With Access To The Major Book Reviews, They Were Able To Pose As The Vanguard Of American Culture When They Were So Obsessed With The Two Joes--mccarthy And Stalin--that They Were To Produce Only Two Artists, Saul Bellow And Philip Roth, Who Left Town.

The Descendants Of Holy Roman Empire Monarchies Became Feeble-minded In The Twentieth Century, And After World War I Had Been Done In By The Democracies; Some Were Kept On To Entertain The Tourists, Like The One They Have In England.

I Think Black Intellectuals See Too Deeply. That's The Problem. It's A Cause Of Anxiety, Because We See Things Differently.

Joel Chandler Harris, Who Created A Multi Billion Dollar Industry, Everything From His Books, To Disney's "song Of The South" Based Upon The Uncle Remus Stories. He Got His Start By Transcribing The Stories Of Slave Informants. I'm Sure That None Them Got A Dime.

Howard University Holds Something Called "heart's Day," An All Day Ceremony In Which A Writer Is Honored. I Was The Recipient Of This Honor. It's A Wonderful Ceremony That Eleanor Traylor Chair Of English At Howard University Organizes For Writers. Writers From Around The Country Came To Pay Tribute To My Work. It Was Very Flattering.