I’m the greatest, I’m a bad man, and I’m pretty!
‘Once upon a time blacks didn’t say pretty. When he said that, it infused in Africans a sense of somebodiness, says Pastor Rev Cosby of Louisville Kentucky. At one time, black people had a problem with loving themselves. He dared to affirm the beauty of blackness and love Americas most unloved race.’
Here is a look at what our ‘pretty’ embodied…
A man with a visually simple taste, his outerwear was flashy. Ali has proven that simplicity in ever area of his life other than boxing deserves a little attention. Fur coat, leather military jackets and plaid dress coats all adorned by the simplistic of hoodies or black outfits were ideally a part of pulling back the layers of a man who had nothing to prove.
While he is the property of all people, he is the product of black people in their struggle to be free. – Dr. Rev Cosby.