Today was the long awaited Black History Month dinner at my almost exclusively white school. Soul food of all types was available. I chowed down on some BBQ beef ribs (i asked the server for as many as she was allowed to give me, so i got a whole plate full) and some fried chicken and brunswick stew. I also got a free keychain that says "Proud of my Heritage" in African pride colours and everything. Considering my own personal heritage as a white southern male whose ancestors owned slaves, this is the most ironic thing EVER.