When I was first attacked in 1988, there was no confederate flag.
Just white male teenagers that wanted to harm a black person.
The next few times, there was still not flag.
Shortly before I was 12 years old, I was attacked again but there were police uniforms and badges.
When I got shot at on 23rd and MLK, it was a police badge again.
When a guy tried to bash me with a hammer, he had on casual clothes.
No badge no flag.
So yea… go ahead and take the little flags off of state houses and whatnot, but I want all the outlets to keep selling confederate flags to white dudes who want them.
It’s tough enough swimming through a sea of random dudes and not knowing which one is the killer.
When these guys chose to rock the flag, at least that gives me a chance to know exactly who they are before they get to close.
Don’t take that away from me because you don’t want to see it.
You’re giving the wolf a really nice sheep costume and you don’t even know it.
William J Jackson – Uppity Negro