I am old enough and young enough to remember the police killing of Bonita Carter in Birmingham on June 22, 1979, when I was six, and the Greensboro massacre of November of 1979 in which the KKK killed five people, when I was newly turned seven, and the way Liberty City, Miami, exploded in the spring of 1980, when I was still seven, because of the snuffing of Arthur McDuffie—every instance a straight line from lynching and burning that we want to cast way back. But I remember. Murder is a tool of White supremacy.
