Ever since I read Ralph Ellison’s Invisible Man as a high school senior, the last line “who knows but that, on the lower frequencies, I speak for you?” has always stuck with me. Invisible Man is the story of a black man who was always told he was smart, not fit for simple country life. He took everyone up on this offer and faced racism and discrimination for trying to be somebody more than his humble beginnings would dictate. Although the Invisible Man is invisible, he is clearly a black man. And although I hate the idea of universalism, I always thought this last line universalizes the Invisible Man’s story. His is a story of someone who has other people’s ideas hoisted upon him because he has no true identity of his own. He is trying to figure out who he is, not who everyone wants him to be. As a high school senior, I was in his shoes. As a high school senior, I’m sure you were too.
This blog will speak to those things on the lower frequencies; those things that fly under the radar, that few pay attention to, but that nevertheless have an effect on us all. It will feature my thoughts on various subjects, both personal and professional, including issues affecting the black community, black women, higher education and online learning.