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The community’s elderly shook their heads in disbelief at the news. The young children were jittery in their seats. Their eyes were large with anticipation and excitement as the announcement rang out like a church bell through the town square. In each church in the neighboring area, oily haired preachers rapped on their pulpits proclaiming a new holiday with fervor like a revelation testimony. To the Baptist and Brethren and the Methodist alike, a new Sabbath had been announced, a day of rest from life’s burdens. The old park, their pious chorus proclaimed, was now to be the meeting ground. The announcement of this new celebration brought the townsfolk together the way even religion could not. Promised a show with ending to excite, people …show more content…

After their chained captor had fallen, the assistants took a deep bow before pulling off their hoods. This was the second trick of the night: the revealing of unsuspected identities. The evening’s helpers held positions as councilmen and showed their support of the festivities. The magician applauded before urging the councilmen to re-hood themselves and to pick the man back up. His job was not yet finished. “The show must go on. Get him up,” Jamison instructed. By his wrist chains, the man was pull forward, and he shouted out in pain and desperate prayer as he became aware of what awaited him. The townspeople laughed, scoffing at his futile attempt. By their accounts, this man was a criminal, an encroacher on their way of life, and a radical who was trying to pervert the minds of their young. Something had to be done to stop his thinking. If they let this one go, a worse fate could befall upon them! This man’s offspring would undoubtedly muddy up their way of life. His spawn would advocate for blacks in schools where their own children’s progress would be stunted by these naturally impaired. His brood would advocate for blacks in government! Blacks in history books! That was a fire that needed to be quenched immediately before opioid-abusing dreamers proclaiming, “Peace! Equality!” encamped in the minds of their impressionable children. One woman with dirty bare feet and a ripped

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