My name has the perfect number of characters.
I could not go to sleep. While I lay in that quiet front bedroom, with a distant street lamp throwing a reassuring glow through the curtained window, I began to think of the viciousness of people who would bomb my home. I could feel the anger rising when I realized that my wife and baby could have been killed. I thought about the city commissioners and all the statements that they had made about me and the Negro generally. I was once more on the verge of corroding anger. And once more I caught myself and said: “You must not allow yourself to become bitter.”
I tried to put myself in the place of the police commissioners. I said to myself these are not bad men. They are misguided. They have fine reputations in the community. In their dealings with white people they are respectful and gentlemanly. They probably think they are right in their methods of dealing with Negroes. They say the things they say about us and treat us as they do because they have been taught these things. From the cradle to the grave, it is instilled in them that the Negro is inferior. Their parents probably taught them that; the schools they attended taught them that; the books they read, even their churches and ministers, often taught them that; and above all the very concept of segregation teaches them that. The whole cultural traditional under which they have grown—a tradition blighted with more than 250 years of slavery and more than 90 years of segregation—teaches them that Negroes do not deserve certain things. So these men are merely the children of their culture. When they seek to preserve segregation they are seeking to preserve only what their local folkways have taught them was right.”
Stride Toward Freedom by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., age 27, recounting the first bombing of his house from a chapter entitled “The Violence of Desperate Men.”
Few people have ever written as clearly and simply and profoundly as Martin Luther King Jr. It still astonishes me that he could think, write, and act this way despite repeated assassination attempts. Reflect on your emotions and reactions.
(I think this is at least the second time I have posted this quote.)
The clip that I believe is at 9:11 in Christian Marclay’s The Clock and that refers to 9/11 is sublime.
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