Mr. Crawford, the long and short of it, is you can nitpick and parse my words all you please.

Have at it.

It does not rebut the salient fact that whites find humor in the pain of colored people.

We are about the same age and as this essay notes, I grew up in Georgia. My first encounter with blackface was in 1967. See my essay on Medium titled, “My Christine Blase Ford Moment.” (

My first encounter with robed and hooded Klansmen was at five years of age when several of them showed up at our front door looking for a Black man whom they had alleged had broken some segregationist code. None of your intellectualizing can take away those experiences. Whites have never dealt with their past misbehavior. Blacks have simply forgiven them and moved on, yet the problem with racism continue to flex its muscle in our daily lives.

So Ralph Northam posed in blackface or as a Klansman in 1984 and you want to call me a racist? How absolutely absurd.

Moreover, it does not take a mental giant to discern that a man who admits being in the photo one day but does not know which is the worst one to own up to, then the next day, denies that he is in the photo at all, must be hiding from the truth.

You are welcome to maintain this position, but I will not debate with you whether it is him or not him. Northam is not my concern. What is my concern is the elimination of racism and white supremacy, I hope you will join me in this effort.

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Harvey is Living Now Book Awards 2020 Bronze Medalist for his memoir Freaknik Lawyer: A Memoir on the Craft of Resistance. Available at

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