W. Kamau's self-esteem has taken what may be a mortal blow, since an ordinary mortal did not recognize him.
Although I have never heard of him before, either, I have at least had the racial sensitivity to retain the services of my personal attorney to bring suit against the restaurant owner, the City of Berkeley, The State of California, The Republican Party, The US of A, The Descendants of the Tribal King who sold Mr. Bell's African ancestors into slavery, and not the least of all, W. Kamau's Barber, who has turned an ordinary American into a racial caricature with a hair-do that would cause a racist to assume he was a squeegee man, or a mugger, dressed as he was urban shabby-chic, which many racists cannot recognize.
I am afraid, Mr. B, that you too shall hear from my attorney:
Goes double for you ping, rottndog!