Because Uncle Tom refuses to take vengeance

in his own hands, he was not a hero for me.

Heroes, as far as I could see, were white,

and not merely because of the movies

but because of the land in which I lived,

of which movies were simply a reflection.

I despised and feared those heroes because

they did take vengeance into their own hands.

They thought vengeance was theirs to take.

And yes. I understood that:

my countrymen were my enemy.

I suspect that all these stories are designed

to reassure us that no crime was committed.

We’ve made a legend out of a massacre.