Racism is like money.
A deeper examination of the sheer joy of Oklahoma students chanting about hanging n*gg*rs from trees
Racism is like money. It changes hands. It shape-shifts and finds itself a new carrier, a new account, a new way to express itself in changing times, but it never actually disappears. Suppressed racism is no less real than money in a savings account, but rest assured, suppressed racism always has a way of telling on itself—sometimes in the most despicable, hurtful, and shocking ways.
let me clear—racism is dangerous. It’s not funny. It’s not just words. It’s not kids being kids.