The only thing I love more than James Baldwin is James Baldwin talking with his contemporaries - or absolutely obliterating problematic white people. I have watched and rewatched this over the years. Might watch again tonight.
I wish it was five hours long. I just loved to watch them casually smoke and wax on about being an artist, being black in America, what “home” means, the concept of trying, and the illusion of “success”. The short hand and intimacy between them was so palpable. And at times in this brief talk between old friends I found myself tearing up. Watch it and ground yourself and meditate on the endless juicy bits and ear worms from some of our greatest minds
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