To show his level, he mischievously writes his personal ’ghetto’ novel below a pseudonym, rampant with essentially the most outrageous Black clichés he can consider. “It’s received deadbeat dads, rappers, crack”, he laughs to his agent. Inevitably, and to his horror, opportunistic white publishers lap it up, in an try to promote their variety credentials, and it turns into an prompt hit. One nasal-voiced government pitches pushing the e book out to coincide with Juneteenth (a US vacation commemorating the top of slavery) saying, “white individuals might be feeling – let’s be sincere – just a little conscience stricken.”