And I knew that every time the song played that my grandpa was looking down and thanking me for not the gift that I had given to my fans, but the gift that I had given to my father by having Clarence on that record.
Tell me how I would be better off if instead of coming to America to make a new life, grandpa marinated in such blinding hatred that he encouraged meand my cousins to strap explosives on our backs and blow ourselves up in shopping malls?