I have spent the day feeling the loss of Bernie Mac, a comic who made me laugh at black people and white people and not feel one bit bad about either. I liked the way his mind worked. Too many comics with or without color make us feel bad. Bernie could say the ugly things but make them seem amusing and like we were all working on them. Together.
He died this morning in Chicago of complications of pneumonia. He's survived by his wife (and high school sweetheart) of more than 20 years, his daughter and a granddaughter.