– Nelson Mandela
April 14th, 2011 - Not what you think. As much as I would love to be Mandela’s dinner guest I am pretty sure I am waaaaay down on his list of potential invitees, somewhere between Newt Gingrich and Rebecca Black (I bet he loves ‘Friday’ as much as I do). I often wonder about having the chance to meet anyone in the world and with whom I would choose to spend my time. I believe Nelson Mandela would be my first choice (Muammar Gaddafi would be a distant second. I’d love to sit back and listen to him rant. WTF is with that dude?). He is without a doubt one of the most amazing people I have ever had the pleasure of researching. While we were in Cape Town Leslie and I stopped by the Slave Lodge Museum for some insight into the Mother City’s dubious past.
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.