I know a lot of you hated (O. J. Simpson's lawyer Johnnie Cochran) because he beat you at your own game. He sold his vision of history as the one that made the most sense to the group of people, his group of people, on that jury, whose decision, for once, mattered most. That's usually how whiteness operates in a nutshell. But this time, for a glancing moment, whiteness got coopted by a devilishly handsome chocolate barrister whose smooth words and hypnotic cadence left the jury and nation spellbound.
-- Michael Eric Dyson, Tears We Cannot Stop, p. 59-60