Sample piece out of my Autobiography:
There are alot of gritty reads out there but i also believe in telling a true story about the high and lows of everyday life from a westernised black guy can be very riveting. As far as i'm concerned there is not enough real life accounts around that inform the general public of how the everyday black guy survives in this country. It won't be all about how the police are always stopping me in my nice cars or just on suss, but i have experienced it. I'm not going to cry about not being able to get a job because of the colour of my skin, but i will mention my experiences. Also what it's like to be followed around every expensive shop in manchester, because i'm tall broad and have a swagger. Even though i could probably educate them on the merchandise they are trying to sell me. How it feels to go into a coffee shop and receive a lesser service than my white counterparts, then have to experience handbags and other items being moved quicker than a mongoose killing a snake, as i walk past them trying to locate somewhere to sit.
I just want to talk about things that have affected my life, be it good bad or indifferent. I want you to understand life through the eyes of someone who has tried to fit into society by trying and experiencing the manchester way of life. I have never been one to follow set rules or accept my position in society because people said i should. I have always tried to follow a straight path even though i have been privy to things which at times made me contenplate going down the road to nowhere and prison.
I knew from a very early age that my life was always going to be different from my black contempories, because what infused them did not infuse me. Who knows why certain people are drawn to certain things, i have always been drawn, to reading about and observing successful, educated, well dressed and confident people. I have always been intrigued by these individuals and the power they possess, when i wear the same labels as they do and adopt the same attitude, i'm surprised at how the colour of my skin is not the first thing noticed when i frequent well-healed places.