I get it.
You don’t mess with YouTube like that.
It’s loud. It’s chaotic. It’s full of thumbnails screaming “WATCH ME” and podcasters with conspiracy beards yelling into microphones.
That’s why I came to Substack.
There’s no algorithm here trying to nudge you toward outrage. No tricks. No trending tabs. Just the raw feed and the people bold enough to read it.
So why am I about to ask you to watch a YouTube video?
Because I spent a year making a blues documentary that hardly nobody saw.
Not because it wasn’t good.
But because I didn’t play the YouTube game.
I didn’t chase virality. I told the truth about the blues and its birth in pain, its burial under white nostalgia, its spiritual warfare and the algorithm said: Nah bruh.
Watch the First 6 Minutes
Honestly, don’t even watch this.
Something keeps telling me I probably shouldn’t have posted it here.
It’s long. It’s raw. It doesn’t play by any of YouTube’s rules.
And if you hate it?
You’ll probably unsubscribe.
And I’ll deserve it.
I’ve thought about deleting this post all day.
Might still do it.
For now the fact I posted at a time when so few are likely to see it.
And kept it off the front page of the website.
Is enough to ease this anxiety.
But honestly here’s the truth:
Every time I tried to edit this thing, my computer crashed.
Not once. Every damn time.
Device overheating, screen freezing, whole project almost corrupted.
I was ready to give up.
Then my wife showed up with a new computer.
A gift. A nudge. A dare:
“Go finish what you started.”
So I did.
With nothing but two hours of raw footage, a grudge, and the ghost of a story no one seemed to want told.
I stitched together:
Archival audio from forgotten Black America
Commentary layered over a PBS Reconstruction documentary
Quotes from historians like Eric Foner and Greg Downs
This wasn’t just content.
This was revenge.
Because I once walked into a well-known bookstore in Florida whose shelves were packed with Civil War books and asked the clerk where they kept the Reconstruction section.
You know what they said?
“Oh… we don’t have any.”
That’s when I realized: this wasn’t just a gap in history.
It was a cover-up.
So no, you don’t have to watch the full 2 hours.
Just give me the first 7 minutes.
If something in you stirs, then maybe I didn’t waste a year.
And if not?
Then maybe the algorithm was right.
🗣️
If It Moved You
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I watched 👍
Your stories are too important not to tell, a big thumbs up to the wife for doing what wives do.