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ABOUT A YEAR AGO, WHILE waiting to get my hair cut, I happened to browse through a copy of Ebony (first time for me), where I saw mentioned the “known fact” that African-Americans had been sailing to this continent and back hundreds of years before “the criminal” Columbus. This was not an assertion, not a contention, but a bald-faced attempt at changing the truth simply by faking it: Saying it makes it true.
So I was less surprised than I might have been upon reading Patrick Symmes’ hero-worship piece on cutting-edge white-blamer Ralph Wiley (“Writin’ Is Fightin’,” 12/10). Is this some sort of retribution for the “white and cowed” story (“The Unbearable Whiteness of Being,” 11/12)? Pathetic. Anyway, this must be said: The “parable” of Ardelia is the most outrageous, disturbing, and (since the audience seemed to swallow it whole) foreboding silo full of shit ever to be peddled outside an asylum.