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He sat sidewise in an empty seat across the aisle from me and began to harangue two brothers behind him. „This place stinks. Damned punk niggers. Look at all of them – bunch of dirty punks – don't now how to dress. You don't deserve anything better. Mein Kampf! Do you speak German? No. You're ignorant. You make me sick.”

Customer came – whites, Negroes and Latin Americans. Weel-dressed tourists mingled with the derelicts of the quarter. When we shined their shoes we talked. The whites, especially the tourists , had no reticence before us, and no shame since we were Negroes. Some wanted to know where they could find girls, wanted us to get Negro girls for them. We learned to spot these from the moment they sat down, for they were inmediately friendly and treated us with the warmth and courtesy of equals. I mentioned this to Sterling.
„Yeah, when they want to sin, they're very democratic,” he said.

Isn't it so? They make it impossible for us to earn, to pay much in taxes because we haven't much in income, and then they say that because they pay most of the taxes, they have the right to have things like they want. It's a vicious circle, Mr. Griffin, and I don't know how we'll get out of it. They put us low, and then blame us for being down there and say that since we are low, we can't deserve our rights.

Though nominally segregation is not permitted on interstate buses, no Negro would be fool enough to try to sit anywhere except at the rear end on one going into Mississippi.

I wondered what moral and ethical difference there was between this sort of rape by coercion that threatened to starve a person, and rape by coercion that threatened to kinfe or shoot a person. Newspapers play up as sensational every attempt by a Negro to rape a white woman. Yet this white rape of Negro women is apparently a different matter.