They shoot the white girl first. Rosie watched in disbelief as Nancy fell onto the soft white ground. Her skin quickly assumed the hue of the snow. This was the first time Rosie had ever seen white folk shoot down one of their own.
The newly convicted felons where put into cuffs and dragged into the police van. All in front of Mr. Turner’s jewelry store. Rosie could feel the stares crawling up her back as her head was shoved into the door. It slammed shut, leaving them to manifest in their racing thoughts of fear, shock and shame.
They checked into the local jail county where they were mercilessly stripped and searched at the command of roaring voices. There the dolphin shaped bracelet charm - that had been unlawfully removed from Turner’s store - clinked as
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Turner turned to Rosie giving her the usual glare of disgusted and Nancy the glare of pity & shame (they often got the same looks from strangers who didn’t seem to understand why ‘a lady of Nancy’s social status’ would associate herself with ‘trouble making Negros’).
As they approached the store’s exit Rosie pulled out the dolphin charm to a wail of sirens. That’s when the gun went off. She was hit. She began to feel…
I slowly gain consciousness. I can taste the blood in my mouth. The drops stain my increasingly melanated skin. My eyes focus and I see an out of place and an extremely pale woman through the bars and hidden on the other side of her is Rosie - it was her mother. I begin to hastily sit up but I’m slowed down by my gushing head (It could have been worse if my kinks & coils weren’t there to cushion the fall). I call out Rosie’s name. She simply flicks her silky blonde hair and walks right along. The sheriff yelled “Pipe down you thieving Negro!”
How dare I be locked up for a crime I did not commit? How dare I think that they would shoot the white girl first? I am Nancy she is I. This melanated shift was all a
Within this excerpt, Shannon Sullivan argues that habits go a long way in instilling the concept of how white people uphold white privilege in ways that they repress people of color by refusing to recognize that they are contributing and benefiting from white domination. She argues that the unconscious racism of white privilege equals to the conscious racism of white supremacy. Sullivan shows that whites claim that it is their ignorance that causes them to appear to be racist. They lack knowledge in people of colors’ interest, value, culture and the biological basis for racial categories. She states that those perceived with racists mindsets believe that if they are given more accurate information about the lives, worlds, and values of people
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Suddenly, Boomer was on his feet, barking loudly. Alma shifted her gun so she could use it as a weapon. Three white men were staring down at her and she felt as though the skin on her back had tightened. She didn’t recognize one of them, but two of the men she had
Cleaver, E. “The White Race and Its Heroes.” in Souls on Ice, 65-83. New York: Dell Press, 1968.
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Selina struggled to break out of her handcuffs as she cried out, hoping someone could hear her. The room was pitch black as she began to cry, trying to get out of the chair in any way, hoping the screws would bent or break. She knew it was useless, she wasn't that strong. But she wouldn't let Bruce have what he wanted so easily. She would fight him. Fight his grasp, fight everything, even if it meant letting him do it. She would not enjoy one bit of it. With that in mind, she heard the door open and a blinding light from the stairway before the room was illuminated by the ceiling lights as he flicked the switch on. She blinked away as her eyes began to adjust. Bruce was standing there, holding his black suitcase, as he turned around and closed the door before walking over to her. He laughed as she started to move again, trying to get away from him, as she was locked into place. "Now now, Selina. You know better" he laughs, opening the suitcase as he leans inside, going through random items as he pulls three packaged dildos out.
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