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Personal Narrative: The Civil Rights Movement

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Before I start my rant I just want to say that I am Pro black and no that does not mean that I am anti white! I just have 1 question for my woke or pro black friends! Why is it that every single time a black individual chooses to start a movement or spread something that they deem positive or a possible solution, other pro black people shut it down or have something negative to say? That shit is so irritating! Example: The cease fire movement was met with comments like "So why not put the guns down everyday?" Or "That shit won't work!" Like why? Or when people choose to protest the NFL people wanna bring up other shit to combat that. Like "But yall celebrate this or you wear that!" Maybe they have not reached your conscience level yet but tearing
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