One cannot comprehend America until they comprehend the Negro. The writer's great-grandfather once said that the Negro was just like a hog they don't endure to the end. Wash them up, dress them proudly and tie a red ribbon around their neck but as soon as they see a mud hole they will wallow. Where their spirit is where they will reside The writer's great-great-great-grandfather who was a very wealthy Slave owner, a judge, and a teacher to future slave owners said it best, that hope was evil. He told his students to acknowledge power, and to give the slave hope. The Slave owner would be in power.