I remember when Dr King was assassinated. My first thought, as I recall, was certainty he was murdered by govt. My dad (who was a Chicago Democrat) said, "Good. The n's dead" and I thought (probably for the first time) that dad was wrong. It felt like a sad day.
I remember when AZ proved their racist views by refusing to honor MLK's Birthday (they did only in 2000 and now want to do away with the black vote in AZ). Those like the racists of AZ and W.VA will ultimately lose but I'd like to see it happen this year. If we fail to defeat them it will be another sad day.
I'd like to see our sad days come to an end but they are of human cause: Fear. It is not hatred, which is a product of fear. The one thing my father taught me, which I think was right, is to not be afraid. Act.