Last weekend, I spent most of Saturday nestled under my blanket on the couch watching “Who Killed Malcolm X?” on Netflix. I must be honest. I have always admired Malcolm X. He made his mark on the world decades before I was born, but when I watch old black and white videos of him, I am captivated. I see a handsome, articulate black man with purpose and devotion to uplifting his people, and that is a precious sight to be seen, despite the fact, I am not a Muslim or Nation of Islam (NOI) member. Continue reading Documentary Review: Who Killed Malcolm X?