I remember watching the malcolm x movie as a kid, and i remember the agents who bugged his hotel room saying something like, "compared to king, this guy is a saint." cause all he did was stay in his hotel room by himself and the only person he called was his wife.
I didn't understand it at the time. It wasnt until i got older and found out martin was a full blown philandering nymphomaniac, engaging in all types of debauchery across the country, that that scene made sense.
Imagine the ass that’s gets thrown at your run of the mill Black pastor.
Now imagine the ass thrown at that devoted soldier. I don’t or judge or begrudge the man one bit.