Contents ( 110)
- Contents
- About the Book
- About the Author
- PART ONE
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- PART TWO
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- PART THREE
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Chapter 84
- Chapter 85
- Chapter 86
- Chapter 87
- Chapter 88
- Chapter 89
- Chapter 90
- Chapter 91
- Chapter 92
- Chapter 93
- Chapter 94
- Chapter 95
- Chapter 96
- Chapter 97
- Chapter 98
- Chapter 99
- Chapter 100
- Chapter 101
- Chapter 102
- Chapter 103
- What did you think?
“Did you play? Baseball, I mean. Not for the Yankees.”
“I learned that I had no talent for it in about junior high, but I still love the game. If I was a Yankees player now, I would be extremely proud of the heritage and the legacy that comes along with my team and slipping on that uniform. Some of the greatest players to ever live have worn a uniform that wasn’t all that different. Same colors, same team. Babe Ruth. Gehrig. Mantle. Reggie Jackson. If I was a player wearing that uniform now, I would be damn delighted of being part of that cultural legacy. I would never want to lose it or erase it. I would be proud of it.”
“Just like you’re proud to be a black man.”
“Damn right. From Martin Luther King Jr. and Booker T. Washington to Harriet Tubman or even Michael Jordan and Morgan Freeman and too many to list in a lifetime. I’m proud of that cultural heritage.”
“Then why did you marry someone with a different heritage?”
“A very simple reason. Because I loved her.”
“But wouldn’t it have been easier if—”
“First of all, kid, love doesn’t see color. Just like God doesn’t. But I suppose, we had some moments of difficulty because of it. People are a lot more tolerant nowadays than they were when we were first married, but I wouldn’t necessarily say we were persecuted. Although, I’m sure we were a conversation topic at more than one dinner party.”
“But isn’t it hard enough for two people to get along in a marriage without having those extra inherent hurdles?”
“What would be the fun if we were all the same? A society without diversity will shrivel up and die. Diversity is at the core of societal and cultural growth. But that’s where we need Ubuntu.”
“Which you still haven’t really explained.”
“Ubuntu is a lot like the Golden Rule or the greatest commandment, if you’re a Christian. It’s just about taking care of each other. It’s the concept that we don’t exist in a vacuum. In Western society, we have this idea that we are independent of one another, and that we should do only what’s best for us and our immediate circle of community. But the concept of Ubuntu would have us reject that individualist thinking, and do unto others as if their well-being really does benefit us. To help the stranger and people who are different or less fortunate than ourselves. To embrace them because of those differences. Desmond Tutu said that we’re made for togetherness, family, fellowship, and to exist in a tender network of interdependence. If we could all do a bit more of that, the world be a hell of a lot better place. And we could make racism and bigotry a thing of the past.”
“So how do we get people to embrace Ubuntu and stop hating each other?”
Carter laughed. “I just catch bad guys and try to be a decent human being, kid. I only act smart. But if you have any theories about how to convince people to stop despising one another or any ideas on eliminating ignorance and intolerance, you be sure to let me know.”