We all have demons.
The difference between the late Rodney King's and most other people's is his were more obvious than most. I was reminded of them once at a Sexy Singles party at the Water Works Restaurant back in 2009. King was in Philadelphia to participate in a boxing match against a former Chester police officer. Earlier, I'd gotten a call asking whether he could attend the annual Daily News event.
I was, like, the Rodney King, wants to come and hang out with the Sexy Singles? How could I turn that down? He was the star attraction, signing autographs and posing for photos like a Hollywood A-Lister. He looked good. I almost forgot who he was and the rocky road that had led to his becoming an international symbol of institutional racism and police brutality. We were at a party. Liquor was flowing, so I offered him a drink. Whoever it was who was with him that night, yelled out, "Noooo!"