Lionel Harris Bücher

Well prior to the 2016 presidential election and many, many years before Spike Lee tackled the subject matter on film, I was virtually obsessed with "Doing the right thing," both morally and spiritually. In addition, I've been on a lifelong quest to be a tangible blessing and inspiration to everyone I interact with, especially children whom I was blessed to work with and around for a period of forty (40) years. I truly believe that outward and inner joy is achieved by making others happy and bringing the very best out in them. In essence, I feel we are flesh and blood blessings to one another and not sources of sorrow, pain, and turmoil. I have spent an entire lifetime practicing and endorsing the aforementioned principles and I am acutely mindful that there are individuals who fully disdain them. Unfortunately, Donald Trump, our sitting president, is such a person. Therefore, I am diametrically opposed to him and I am compelled to speak out against him.

As a Texas-based soldier in the United States Army, who is relatively young and Black as well--Cpl. Tyrone Lattimore is generally regarded as soft-spoken, intelligent, and highly proficient. In some circles, however, the corporal is perceived as a societal enigma--a man who marches to the beat of a different but benevolent drummer, and that alternately makes him a very controversial figure. Actually, that analogy would be applicable to any particular period and to any depicted setting. But upon revisiting America in the 1960s, when the Vietnam War got underway, when political assassinations shocked our nation and when racial strife was rampant--Lattimore emerges as a bona fide anomaly and, seemingly, one without peer. He is dearly loved, respected, and practically revered by the majority of his superiors and his fellow soldiers--but not all of them. And that, ironically, is a grievous mystery to the corporal himself. Regardless of a man's race, religion, or social status in life, he's endowed with an insatiable love for mankind, and it sustains his very being. Lattimore can't refrain from wondering, however, if his craving will ever be sated.