White America, where are your revolutionaries? Where are your Malcolm Xs, your Dr. Kings, your Mandelas, your Garveys? If this nation is ever to dismantle the forces that uphold white supremacy and authoritarianism, it won't be Black folks who carry that burden alone. It can’t be. This time, white Americans must take the moral and physical risks necessary to stop the unraveling of democracy. But let’s be honest... most won’t. Why? Because of three deeply rooted truths: cowardice, the assurance of survival, and the quiet, persistent undercurrent of anti-Blackness still festering at the heart of too many white minds.
The courage required to confront white supremacy must come from within white communities. And yet, what we often see is either performative outrage or passive, non-confrontational protest. When the system begins to rot from the inside... when democracy is endangered and human rights are under siege... most white Americans will ultimately endure, even benefit. Trumpism may be horrifying, but it doesn’t threaten white existence the way it threatens Black futures. That is why the urgency, the rage, the revolutionary zeal needed to stop this metastasizing political cancer is nowhere to be found in the white mainstream. Their survival is always quietly guaranteed.
Let’s also stop pretending racism is merely the province of a few loud extremists. The truth is, anti-Blackness is baked into the European-American worldview. It has been passed down like an heirloom... subtly, quietly, through coded language, housing policies, job discrimination, and educational systems designed to exclude. White liberals clutch their pearls at fascism while holding fast to a social order that keeps them at the top. Their resistance is intellectual, their protests calm and measured... rarely radical, rarely willing to burn anything down, metaphorically or otherwise.
Take a look at the demonstrations happening now around Atlanta. Who’s out there marching? Mostly older white citizens, voices softened by age, by decades of privilege and safety. And where are the Black crowds? Absent. And rightly so. Because our presence changes the stakes. Our rage is never seen as justified. Our resistance is always criminalized. When Black people show up, we are met not with sympathy but with riot gear, tear gas, and the barrel of the state’s gun. We’ve been on the front lines for generations. This time, it's your turn.
So yes, we are sitting this one out. And maybe white America needs to feel the emptiness of that absence. Maybe only then will you understand the cost of silence, of comfort, of complicity. Maybe only then will you begin to realize that liberation won’t be televised... and it certainly won’t be led by us this time. Your democracy is dying. Go save it.
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