I was watching the news with my grandmother 2 days ago when I found out that Don Cornelius was suspected to have committed suicide. I don't know what hurt me more the fact that he was dead or the fact that he committed suicide. I think it was the suicide. How can a cultural icon be battling such detrimental demons that it would cause him to take his own life. I can only imagine the thoughts and the feelings of gloom and torment he was going through...but why? As I sit here watching "Soul Train: The hippest Trip in America"I am inspired, and I am proud. I am so amazed at the plight of Blacks. Cornelius was one of the first successful cultural icons before Obama and before Oprah; he singlehandedly changed the lives of generations and generations of blacks and I am so disheartened by the faith of this GREAT GREAT MAN. One of my favorite past times is watching old 70s episodes of Soul Train; the fashion captivates me and the dancing is so amazing. I remember when I watched the episode of Soul Train last year when the Jackson 5, specifically Michael Jackson premiered his rendition of the Robot which blew my mind. Don Cornelius was a business mogul and a genius and I wish I could just scream from the roof tops to him that he was amazing and that his life is worth so much more than to take it. I am truly sad and he will me missed.
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