About self-confidence, racism, and belligerence. This whole period throws me into thoughts of self-confidence alongside racism and belligerence. What does this situation do for a generation that has grown up here and where each of us puts ourselves in the chain of recent life events to make the change, to give love with all shapes and colors - we lost our heads to not be ourselves. We became magic prisoners, sitting in eastern seating waiting for the same melody, chattering, letting them cast the dice for us but never knowing to pick them up again