I actually feel bad clapping for a story of such monumental horror, yet just a bit worse coming across a photo I didN’T recognize, as though collecting such tragedy in the mind is something no one should note. But it has to be done, as the past is always present. I just reviewed a report yesterday that the one black American man hit by a police officer and thrown into an anonymous grave in Mississippi, without informing his mother, actually was the final resting spot for another 19. The reports, names and reasons for their death have mostly like been run over, the records now smeared by tire tracks, if they exist at all.
But I still flinch and am repulsed with each reviewing of these photos, so much so that I had not even read the description below the last one before. I believe it is also in “Without Sanctuary”, a book I bought and took me a month just to open the front cover of. It is a book of solved mysteries of murders where no arrests were made. The only reason I could read the description now is because I could scroll to read the text with the picture above the top of the screen. Those children grew up in a white law county, just like the white adults surrounding them, and their white parents surrounding them. I think we don’t have to wonder thus what became of them or even who their children will vote for.
Thanks much as always. It does help to humanize the victims of these heinous organized group crimes, and to see the murderers admiring their ‘work’ on full display. Stay strong.