People are afraid to be pried loose from their ignorance because they know their ignorance so well. They know it better than they know their body odors. And if you say, Come on, give me happier, give up your ignorance. They get into that terrible position terrifying position with Shakespeare talks about at the end of the soliloquy, Hamlet's soliloquy, They rather bear the ills they have than fly to others that they know not of. Thus conscience, death, make cowards of us all, so they are cowardly. Share, believe, inspire blacks, be.