My thinking had been opened up wide in Mecca. I wrote long letters to my friends, in which I tried to convey to them my new insights into the American black man’s struggle and his problems as well as the depths of my search for truth and justice. “I’ve had enough of someone else’s propaganda,” I had written to these friends. “I am for truth, no matter who tells it. I am for justice, no matter who it is for or against. I am a human being first and foremost, and as such I’m for whoever and whatever benefits humanity as a whole.” The American white man’s press called me the angriest Negro in America. I wouldn’t deny that charge; I spoke exactly as I felt. I believe in anger. I believe it is a crime for anyone who is being brutalized to continue to accept that brutality without doing something to defend himself. I am for violence if non-violence means that we continue postponing or even delaying a solution to the American black man’s problem. White man hates to hear anybody, especially a black man, talk about the crime that the white man perpetrated on the black man. But let me remind you that when the white man came into this country, he certainly wasn’t demonstrating non-violence.
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Luke 1:21:
Meanwhile, the people were waiting for Zechariah and wondering why he stayed so long in the temple.
(NIV)
Now the people kept waiting for Zachariah, and they wondered at his delaying [so long] in the sanctuary.
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And the people waited for Zacharias, and marvelled that he tarried so long in the temple.
(KJV)
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I could not have slept tonight if I had left that helpless little creature to perish on the ground.' (Reply to friends who chided him for delaying them by stopping to return a fledgling to its nest.)
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No physical quantity can continue to change exponentially forever. Your job is delaying forever.
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