Read the excerpt from Notes of a Native Son. That bleakly memorable morning I hated the unbelievable streets and the Negroes and
whites who had, equally, made them that way. But I knew that it was folly, as my father would have said, this bitterness was folly. What emerging solution to his problem does Baldwin recognize?
In the excerpt of "Notes of a Native Son", Baldwin opts to follow his father's saying that "Bitterness was folly", meaning that his current feelings of hatred towards the streets and people that were in them should be perceived as mere foolishness, and they should be consider as nothing permanent or sustancial.
