One of my weaknesses happens to be lying, and I could tell you that I’m never going to lie again in my life, but that would be a lie.
When we report stories, we don’t just want to talk to people who did the right thing. We want to talk to people who did the wrong thing.
If they’re all so brilliant and I’m such an affirmative-action hire, how come they didn’t catch me?
I don’t know how one would define an affirmative-action hire. I ultimately do not know what role race played in my hiring.
I used to walk around saying that I’m just another black man without a college degree.
I think people can learn from my experience – you know, any young people who are under pressure, whether you work on Wall Street or you work in a factory in Alabama, and young journalists.
It’s hard to say what role race really played in my case.
I seek to be authentic and engaging, using my own experiences, being as vulnerable as I ask my clients to be, to enhance the process.
I feel like I delivered a blow, an unfortunate blow to a profession that not only did I personally love doing but that I value for society.
I have lived a life that has been beautiful and painful at some moments. But I am convinced others can learn how to control a certain kind of rage that bubbles up in many Americans, particularly, but not limited to, women, blacks, and other minorities.
People in the news media after I got caught said how could you have not caught this guy? He had 50 corrections in four years. That’s a lot of corrections. Well what they failed to look at is how many stories there were and out of 700 plus stories, 50 corrections is not a high amount.
I fooled some of the most brilliant people in journalism.
Once I had a better beat, I needed to have an even better one. And somewhere in that climbing, I lost sight of, sort of, my moral and ethical underpinnings.
You know I am done lying. Obscuring the truth is no longer something I have any interest in doing. I want it all to come out. The good, the bad, the ugly.
It’s very painful to have something that’s not true written about you.
Racism built me into a person that was set up to be self-destructive.
Some people it seems to me would like for me to crawl in a hole and disappear forever. That’s just not in my nature.
Well the first thing I’d say is that I’m not sure exactly what I’m supposed to do to show my remorse other than to say that I’m remorseful.
I am making amends and seeking forgiveness. My only hope is that some good can come out of my situation.