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You were one of my favorites.

Don't you know the size of your library is in inverse proportion to the size of your penis?

It seems we living the American dream // The people highest up got the lowest self esteem // The prettiest people do the ugliest things // For the road to riches and diamond rings

These hashtag campaigns, which seek to identify the insidious nature of contemporary racism, can thus be understood as a powerful response to the “racial paranoia” (Jackson 2008) associated with African Americans’ ongoing experiences of abject inequality in an age of alleged colorblindness.

Here's the thing the mayor [of Ferguson] doesn't understand, it is a general rule no one should ever be allowed to say there is no history of racial tension here because that sentence has never been true anywhere on Earth.

The spheres of influence created and sustained by African-American women are not meant solely to provide a respite from oppressive situations or a retreat from their effects.

We talk. We build. We fight. We love. We work. We try.

#BlackLivesMatter doesn’t mean your life isn’t important–it means that Black lives, which are seen as without value within White supremacy, are important to your liberation.

You are not sure if you are meant to apologize for this failure of your Alma Mater's legacy program; instead you ask where he ended up.  The prestigious school she mentions doesn't seem to assuage her irritation.  This exchange, in effect, ends your lunch.  The salad arrives.

...whites cloak their racism or negative racial predispositions in symbolic racism, where Blacks are represented not as inherently inferior but instead as culturally inferior.

I like my baby heir with baby hair and afros I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils Earned all this money but they never take the country out me