But you know these fools couldn’t let the word out that they had been beaten by a group of ragtag negroes. Even a whiff of self-determination and resistance threatened the entire fabric of the slave-based society. The maroon hunters returned the next morning, hoping the can of whoop-ass opened by the former slaves had been depleted, unaware that Maroon Fight Club had four rules: Do not talk about Maroon Club. Do not talk about Maroon Club. Only fight when it is absolutely necessary. If white people keep showing up, there is no more Maroon Club.
