An old black woman was humiliated by two racist policemen, but the two policemen quickly turned pale when they found out who her son was.
Mrs. Rosa Brown exhaled slowly, her hands steady as she reached for her phone. This wasn’t her first time dealing with the indignities of prejudice, but at 75, she was too old and too tired for yet another humiliation at the hands of authority.
She stared at the two officers in front of her—one young, cocky, with a gleam in his eye that spoke of misplaced power; the other grizzled and seasoned, wearing the look of someone who had done this before and enjoyed it far too much. The Deep South had taught her to recognize these men long before they ever stepped out of their cruiser.
She had always believed in restraint, in dignity. The principles of non-violence she had learned in the Civil Rights Movement guided her every step. But standing there under the hot sun, surrounded by these officers who saw her only as….Read Full Story Here…………….
