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by Zach Dougherty
So the wife of Ferguson police chief says community is “feral”.
A wild cracker appears.
Fuck this bitch
I am so fucking ashamed and my mind is boiling from the ignorance, these people are so brain-washed by their own entitlement I can’t even fucking deal.
And this is fucking racism, and I don’t understand how white people can’t tell the difference. She is racist, she has these views and is married to the chief of police, an organization that can *clearly* get away with murdering black children because they deem us as animals. She has power and clout behind those words, and so do the millions of other racists that murder, attack, abuse, and hate black people. If a black person calls you a cracker or doesn’t trust you, there is no power there. There isn’t generations of brain washing and social norms that have been ingrained in our society, white people see a white person and they are another human, white people see a black person, and they see an animal, wild livestock that needs to be culled, and we have to fight for our humanity, to prove constantly we are human, and how the fuck can we prove our humanity to a group of humans that have devolved into monsters, and see that now as human simply because the skin is white, disassociating themselves from their horrible inexcusable actions.
Portraits made by pulling dryer lint through canvas.