The racism isn’t surprising anymore but it still gives me pause to see the sheer number of Americans willing to be captured on camera cheering racism. https://twitter.com/atrupar/status/1311481175689568256

The lasting memory I have from The National Museum of African American History and Culture are the photos of Black children being screamed at by white adults. Wondering what kind of lives the children went on to lead. And whether the adults and their descendants are horrified.

So it stuns me that, generations later, there are so many more Americans who want to be captured in images cheering racism. And I wonder what they will think decades from now. And what their children will think if they ever see those images.

My grandparents were products of their era in some things they said but I rarely heard what I'd call overt racism. I cannot imagine the life-shaking event it would be for me to someday see a photo of them engaged in some racist encounter. It makes me sick to think about it.