Black in Time

Wow, John Jakes; you let me down.

I was expecting a fantastic novel about the struggle of the oppressed black man versus the oppressive white man and how through ingenious techniques and usage of time travel the black man would reduce the oppressive storm of white society to a small blustery wind on a cool summer's day.

Instead I got... I got a piece of shit novel. I mean, it wasn't bad but it wasn't any good either. I read pulp fiction. This could have been written by a ten year old, and I'm not sure I'd notice the difference.
If it was meant to be funny, well it sure as hell failed that one too.

Why did I even finish this book. What a waste of my time.