"Traipsing around, they sing the most inane and blighted of songs:
There are no stars in the sky. There is no ground below the feet. There is no racism to be found anywhere–especially not in me.
The entire purpose of the request for proof is merely an attempt to exhaust me and return to the white person the moments of reprieve they feel I stole from them–the moments in which they didn’t have to deal with me or my experience with racism."
http://sonofbaldwin.tumblr.com/post/126595486055/the-white-folks-who-need-proof-of-racism
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