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“I would rather crash this bus and kill all these niggers & wetbacks rather than drive them around today,” the man thought. “He was my bus driver – a white man. This morning, as with every other morning, the bus was filled with my fellow impoverished black and Mexican passengers.
“The difference, however, before boarding the bus this morning, I’d never heard his thoughts.
And, though, now, I’ve learned how to tune them out, then – when I first started hearing them – they disturbed me deeply. For, white people’s thoughts remain the vilest things I’d ever heard.