The Official Critical Race Theory Is Doing Awesome Thread

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The Voting Rights Act was passed in 1965. The Newbern, AL controversy was settled this year.

What accounts for the gap in voting rights?

Anybody?

I mean as if, we had to have separate legislation to empower certain citizens that were supposed to have rights begin with.

Why was that?

In for penny.
In for pound.

[Winehole23]

https://x.com/ranyerjesus/status/1815716707216076862

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for registering black folks to vote

some of the people Carolyn Daniels took in in the 1960s are still alive

As SNCC formed in southwest Georgia, drawing students from the Northeast into the heart of the South, Daniels’ two-bedroom house became their headquarters. “There is always a ‘mama,’” Sherrod noted in The Making of Black Revolutionaries, the autobiography of SNCC Executive Secretary James Forman. “She is usually a militant woman in the community, outspoken, understanding, and willing to catch , having already caught her share.” In Terrell, Carolyn Daniels, he said, “is the ‘mama’ for us there.”

Daniels was willing to catch , and catch she did. Holsaert, the SNCC worker who lived with Daniels in the summer of 1962, remembers the flashy red and white Chevrolet Impala that Daniels would take SNCC students canvassing in. “It was a big, showy car that was an act of defiance, really, on her part,” Holsaert said. Four years earlier, as Daniels was well aware, Dawson police officer Weyman B. Cherry beat to death a Black resident, James Brazier, for having the temerity to purchase a new Chevrolet Impala.

Daniels taught people at her church how to register to vote and held her own voter education classes supported by King’s Southern Christian Leadership Conference. When white segregationists burned down the churches where Daniels taught in Terrell and nearby Lee County, she moved her classes to makeshift tents.

In September 1962, night riders fired shots into Daniels’ cinder-block home. Two SNCC workers were hit: Prathia Hall in the finger and Jack Chatfield in the arm.

“I got much of my courage and strength from her,” says Willie Ricks, also known as Mukasa Dada. “Just by being in that house, going in that house, and sleeping in that house, it took a lot of the fear out of me.”

One night, in December 1963, Daniels was home alone, lying in bed, when she heard footsteps and the slam of car doors. Then the shooting began. Daniels rolled under her bed. A bomb thrown through a window landed beside her but failed to detonate. When the shooting stopped, Daniels realized she had taken a bullet in the foot and went to the hospital. While she was there, the bomb exploded.

The entire house was destroyed. There was a massive hole in the ground where her bed had been, and slats from the roof lay around the rubble like fallen soldiers. But, in Daniels’ words, “we just kept going.” She rebuilt. And then she welcomed back the organization and students whose work had made her house a target.

Holsaert recalls the contrast between the place that hated them and the person who inspired them. It was “a rural, isolated, segregationist, violent setting,” she says. “And yet this spirit.”

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