

And on this day his words have painted a paradox. His eyes, always big, look as if they're about to explode.īaldwin is nearly as articulate in his speech as in his celebrated writing. He shifts his 5 foot 6, 135-pound frame within the narrow confines of a Danish-modern chair. He is sitting in the New York offices of his publisher, Dial Press, near the United Nations complex. The middle-class tax revolt and what he sees as racial implications Ĭampaigns against anti-discrimination measures in general. Maybe we're in worse trouble than before." A great deal has changed on the surface in Atlanta, but nothing has changed in Georgia. "To be very honest about my experience in the last decade," he says, "a great deal has changed on the surface. Though civil rights laws are on the books and the black middle class continues to grow, Baldwin says really not all that much has changed. JAMES BALDWIN, the avenging prophet of American letters, the novelist-essayist who warned of a racial Armageddon in the 1960s, is still foretelling famine and gloom in race relations. "If we don not now dare everything, the fulfillment of that prophecy, recreated from the Bible in song by a slave, is upon us: God gave Noah the rainbow sign, No more water, the fire nextime!"
