73 Quotes About Racial-prejudice

How we treat Sarah Hayes is important. But we must follow up this meeting with a call to action. I do not want to see any innocent citizen, white or black, killed unnecessarily by a police officer. When something like this happens to a black kid, my natural instinct is to say, ‘Thank God it’s not my kid’ or to ask, ‘What if that were my kid?’ Wouldn’t any officer feel the same way if a person of their race was killed?

This isn’t the end. This isn’t over, not by a long shot. I’m going to make these people pay. One way or another, they’re going to pay.

Her heart aches for her daughter. She is doing the only thing a mother can do under tragic circumstances. She sits by her daughter’s side and listens as the younger woman pours her heart out.

A black woman challenging the system and taking on a white man—especially a white cop—is not going to have an easy time.

Understanding, celebrating, and teaching our First Amendment rights are our true tickets to understanding the fundamental freedoms that make this country great. A great leader realizes that he or she represents both the flag wavers and the flag burners.

He is so disarming. Must be excellent in court. He probably has juries eating out of the palm of his hand.

We aren’t asking for any more rights than anyone else in this country. We’re not trying to take anything or anyone’s rights away. We’re not looking for a handout unless it is a handout in friendship.

The fact is that this happens in a white community, with a black man, a gun, and a cop who claims he can’t see the black man’s hands. That combination is a recipe for disaster. It doesn’t matter who tells who what to do.

Marcus tries to stay calm for the sake of his family.“I’m not asking. Step out of the damned car!” The officer is becoming unglued.“I’m getting out, damn you, but, here, let me just show you my—”“Don’t reach. Stop!”“I’m getting what you asked for, just going to show you my—”“Put your hands where I can see them!” The officer snarls.“Jesus H. Christ, officer. I’m not—”Thunderous shots ring out, and Marcus slumps away from the dash, back toward the driver’s seat.