I would like to see the movie, Selma, again — five years from now. I would guess – no, let me say that I pray, that I can appreciate it more then. Don’t get me wrong, Selma is an outstanding movie; I just wasn’t able to appreciate it the way it deserves to be appreciated. It’s like going to a 5 star restaurant when you are already full. Last week, I couldn’t see the movie cleanly: without the heaviness of all that has been occurring with race relations on my shoulders, the fog of fear in my eyes, and weight of weariness in my heart.