A few years ago at the Chicago Jazz Festival Baraka and his wife went to sit in the VIP section. A security guard, a young African American woman, went to check their credentials, which they didn't have, and told them they couldn't sit there. Howard Mandel, who was nearby, went over to her and lectured her about who Baraka was, how important he was to her people, and that she should know her history and show him respect. She wasn't impressed, and got her supervisor. Ultimately they were allowed to stay in the VIP section. Still, I found it amusing watching this white guy lecturing this black woman on what history she should know, not to mention the assumption that by dint of who he was he was automatically entitled to preferred seating (though I'm sure he would have gotten the credentials if he had asked).