So about a few weeks ago, I made this long post about my thoughts on this notion of 28 days on black cosplay. Many people asked me why I spoke about it. Simple really… Noone else would. I knew that right after I opened my mouth and kicked over that wasp nest that there would be people who would respond, not in a good way. I am thankful that people of all races and creeds agreed with what I said. I also discovered that there were other black cosplayers out there who felt the same way as I did. But that isn’t why I’m writing this. Let me tell you what happened when I met and sat down with Harry… Or as I like to call him, Black Panther.