I think white people who only have white friends don't understand white people like me, who are only mostly white, have deep friendships with nonwhites, or are in invisible minorities of disability and LGBT. There's more of us who despise white supremacy than they think.
They are *shocked* and hurt
I want them to hurt and that's not like me, at all. They've fired up some hate in me that I didn't know I was capable of.
Rage is the part of you that loves you most. Rage detects the injustice, when things are unfair and cruel and unnecessary and wasteful and wants it all to stop. Rage loves loves you
Down with otherism. Due process for all.