You forgot crying about the time a boy said you’d never work at NASA. Or the gravest sin of all, misgendering an other kin. When our social commentary is dictated by retards and opportunists you get outrage bait not discourse.
Gena Scott, Phyllis Knight, and Jane Sauer (née Gottlieb) dressed in evening gowns and entered the ball, sitting in a high balcony reserved for unimportant friends.[16] Knight's actions that evening are unknown,[16] but Sauer is known to have crossed the auditorium and thrown leaflets from an upper balcony while screaming "Down with the Veiled Prophet!"...
...Lucy Ferriss, one of the debutantes seated on stage that night whose aunt, Ann Chittenden Ferriss, was the 1931 Queen of Love and Beauty, wrote about the events and interviewed Sauer and Scott for her memoir Unveiling the Prophet: The Misadventures of a Reluctant Debutante. Ferriss noted that her date, a young Jewish man that she brought specifically to scorn the Veiled Prophet's racist views, clapped as everyone else sat stunned, as he assumed it was all part of the show.[2]
White people create something, black people demand to be in it, after being allowed in they call it racist. Sound familiar?
Gotta have priorities. I mean it’s not like there is anything more important than crying about racism on social media.
You forgot crying about the time a boy said you’d never work at NASA. Or the gravest sin of all, misgendering an other kin. When our social commentary is dictated by retards and opportunists you get outrage bait not discourse.
Sounds like their mentors' strategy.
Because it's their mentors who are still doing it.
Wasn't black people.