Chapter 277

As we all know, America is a country of immigrants.

It has always been proud of national inclusiveness and multiculturalism.

Freedom, democracy, full of opportunities

This is a beautiful illusion jointly created by the upper class and the political elite.

It seems that as long as we reach this land, we can live a better life and start a new life.

But just as the dream is always awakened by the cold reality, the bubble is always punctured by the cruel situation.

Many people at the bottom came here across the sea and found that the so-called "American Dream" was just a complete lie.

They are still engaged in the hardest work and receive the lowest salary. They are also bullied and excluded as thieves who steal opportunities.

Special environment and special soil can naturally produce different fruits.

In the 1950s and 1960s, racial violence was nothing new.

In 1917, a conflict broke out in St. Louis.

The reason was that a black driver was arrested by white police for speeding and changing lanes at will. During this period, there was physical conflict and violence, leading to a siege.

Then it worsened and intensified into a fight.

The sound of gunfire and the fall of blacks caused large-scale riots.

Afterwards, the government dispatched 16000 members of the National Guard to the streets to suppress it.

During this period, 312 houses were destroyed, 48 people were killed and more than 100 people were injured.

This is the beginning of turbulence.

Just two years later, the same vicious incident occurred in Chicago in 1919, resulting in 38 deaths, 537 injuries and property losses of more than two million US dollars.

Ethnic conflict, this wave intensified, like the spreading plague, appeared in many cities such as Detroit and New York in the same year.

Therefore, the beautiful scenery of this lighthouse country has been repeated many times in history.

Party politics has led to the tearing of society. The general election every four years is just a game in which this group of elites replace another group of elites and take turns in power.

People either choose an asshole who looks good or another asshole who doesn't look good.

The seemingly democratic choice is actually meaningless to ethnic minorities and marginalized people.

Therefore, they can only vent once every other period of time.

In this way, to express their dissatisfaction.

For example, in 1916, black leader Dubos said, "violence is the most effective way for blacks and other minorities to get rid of white oppression".

Later, this sentence was widely recognized by the black community. Whenever discrimination ferments and expands, they will take to the streets to protest and start the "zero yuan purchase" activity.

This situation will not be alleviated until the emergence of the black priest Martin Luther King.

The latter led the nonviolent civil rights movement, calling on blacks to organize and have the chance to March and protest, rather than simply use violence.

Of course, the above are all explanations of history.

At this time, Martin Luther King is still an assistant pastor in a church of the Ebenezer Baptist Church.

He became a black leader and delivered the famous "I have a dream" speech 17 years later.

However, a campaign for the rights of blacks, ethnic minorities and marginalized people, which has never appeared in history, is slowly unfolding with a vigorous attitude.

"I support Bob! This is a persecution of blacks! Those damn bastards! The shit elite in suits and shoes, pretending to be big people, they trample on our lives!"

A big black brother yelled angrily at the camera lens and spoke with a sense of rhythm, like singing rap.

"I also support Bob! Homosexuality is not shameful! We also need to be treated correctly! Burn those biased guys!"

A middle-aged man dressed up with a pink face and carrying a brand.

"Bob is innocent! He is like those abused and abandoned animals, unable to resist human cruelty! He deserves justice!"

A member from the animal rescue union said with tears in his eyes.

"Allah will bless Bob. He is a good man."

A religious man blessed.

The interview was broadcast on the TV. In just one day, Bob, who was originally unknown, became a household celebrity.

Then a growing parade took place.

Enthusiastic melon eaters took to the streets, even though they didn't know Bob and didn't care about affirmative action.

But since everyone does this, why not join in by yourself.

In this way, it can also show the inner sense of justice.

If you ask your neighbors and friends in the future, you can also increase your conversation.

As a result, standing in front of the Essex building in Manhattan, more and more people poured in.

The surrounding traffic was nearly paralyzed, and even the police who came to maintain order and a police car were stopped outside.

Such a battle gives Mr. omen a headache.

He has always maintained a low-key style to avoid appearing in public.

The sudden exposure and becoming the focus made Mr. omen a little at a loss.

He called the White House for the first time. The president's private line was connected, and there was a voice of blame——

"What's going on? Nathaniel, I told you to catch mutants, but don't make trouble."

In the brainwashing of the conqueror Kang to the president, Mr. evil omen was set as the latter's best friend and most trusted helper.

"I don't know what happened. It's not like a protest march organized by some mutants. There are blacks, homosexuals, animal protection associations and religious figures in the procession... I don't understand why they are so excited? It has nothing to do with them!"

Mr. bad omen expressed confusion. For the guy named Bob, the mutant became the most insignificant label on him.

"Respond as soon as possible, issue a clarification statement and tell New Yorkers through the media that you have nothing to do with this persecution scandal."

The president's thinking was clear and said in a deep voice: "even if similar events have happened, Essex biology and the government must be ignorant."

"It's all up to the outsourcing team to commit this heinous crime. He's a... Crazy temporary worker."

Mr. omen wrote it down silently and then said a few words before hanging up.

He went to the French window and looked down at the crowded bottom, with a trace of cold in the corner of his mouth.

With the support of the government, the official land washing and a mob gathering parade can not shake the foundation of Essex biological company.

"Hum, make a fuss."

Mr. omen looked contemptuously at the farce and waited for its end.

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"This is the beginning."

Luke slowly cuts the beef on the plate with a knife and fork, and Howard sits opposite him.

"Mr. bad omen and the federal government underestimated that the problem of racism is actually a powder keg stacked together. As long as it is lit, it will have amazing destructive power."

In the 1950s and 1960s, racial violence in American cities was mainly concentrated between blacks and whites.

Its root lies in the political oppression and economic exploitation of blacks by whites under the apartheid system in history.

This led to the increasingly strong and extreme nationalism of blacks in the 1950s.

Robert Williams, the black Communist leader active in major cities, has long made it clear——

"We cannot tolerate those who are unfair to us in court. We must punish them. If it is necessary to use lynching to curb lynching, then we are willing to do so."

"Our only logical and successful answer is to fight back against large-scale organized violence with large-scale organized violence..."

"Incendiary bottles, lye and sulfuric acid bombs can be widely used, and the self-defense war of ethnic minorities will win."

These are the views expressed by the black leader.

In fact, before the emergence of Martin Luther King, every so-called "leader" advocated the display of "black power" through violence.

The simple and crude way is not only in line with the black way of thinking, but also can quickly accumulate popularity.

"Are you going to turn this farce into an equal rights movement?"

Howard realized that Luke didn't just want to win in public opinion and break Essex into the dust.

"How can it be? I don't intend to be a public opinion leader, nor do I want to win votes - even if I want to do so, it is the white people who unite the elite. They are the votes needed by every president."

Luke shrugged and said with a smile, "I just exposed the problems of this country for everyone to see."

"There are ethnic conflicts in Cleveland, New York, Chicago, Washington, Philadelphia and Miami almost every year."

"Blacks, Palestinians, Hispanics... Extreme nationalism began to spread."

"Bob was the fuse, and mutants were an excuse. They would ignite people's anger, and then Essex biology became the object of vent."

Howard looked thoughtfully through the glass window in the direction of the Essex building.

The night is getting darker, but the crowd is increasing.

Some people have even begun to give speeches. It is Robert Williams, the black leader who advocates violence.

Sum up his hoarse, passionate speech.

The general idea is that blacks need equal rights and a legal status that is not discriminated against, treated differently, exploited or persecuted.

The focus is on more jobs, a better educational environment, and the qualification to run for president - the last is the key.

"I just put a man named Bob into the public view. He has many labels on him. Those who have interests will carry out some... Activities through their own labels."

Luke wiped the corners of his mouth. Robert Williams may be the first to stand up, but he won't be the last.

Sure enough, before long, a gay man from Chicago began to speak.

She is a woman, while complaining about the weakness of gay groups, while calling for women's rights——

"This makes me tremble with anger. I'm sweating all over in hot weather and my hands and feet are cold. Can this country be better?"

"As a female and gay, how can I live to satisfy those 'mainstream people'? Society is full of discrimination and injustice against us. When can marginal people like me really stand up?"

Hearing this, the woman who was originally responsible for eating melons immediately joined the procession of protest.

The crowd around the outside is thus unconsciously divided into different circles.

"I have only one question."

Howard watched for a moment and looked back.

"How did you find that... Bob?"

Luke smiled and replied, "he doesn't exist."

"To be exact, there is a guy named Bob. He is an epsilon mutant, that is, the one with genetic defects."

"He was arrested by Essex biology last week and died in the laboratory."

"But this Bob is not gay. Although he has mixed with several hippies, he is not an animal protector. Although he has a rabbit, he is not a religious person..."

"In fact, those are not important. The key is that he drinks and takes drugs, is willing to degenerate, and is the bottom of society."

Howard seemed to understand and frowned, "Bob represents the bottom. Those who struggle in the mud will resonate with this image."

"Bingo."

Luke snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "even if Mr. omen investigates and tells the truth, it won't be useful."

"People will blame Bob's depravity on the country's policies, white discrimination against blacks, mainstream exclusion of homosexuals, and elite persecution of marginalized people..."

"Why? Because Bob represents them."

Howard froze for a few seconds before saying, "that's why you didn't let captain Rogers participate."

"That's right. Struggle, game, the rules of these games are actually competing for the lower limit. People like Steve can't adapt."

Luke nodded and stood up.

"Bob has so many supporters that it's time for the mutant to come on stage."

If the protest is limited to mutants and large companies, it is impossible to cause such a sensation.

"For Bob, for justice!"

In front of the Essex building, a mutant stood on the steps.

Through his ability, like a horn, he transmits his voice far away.

Then he rushed into the gate blocked by security.

Next, more than a dozen people did similar behavior.

Their actions caused a commotion in the crowd.

As the tide surged, they crowded into the door of Essex building.

"Superman appears and stops the riot. This is the last scene."

Luke watched the growing, runaway riots, walked to the balcony and rose from the ground.

He flew straight to Mr. omen's office. The French window was melted by the high temperature and the strong wind poured in.

Facing the frightened eyes of the other party, Luke whispered, "my time is limited. I won't give you a chance to leave a last word this time."

He took a step forward and the whole building shook.

The breath of terror, like the roar of the mountain and the sea, pressed on Mr. omen.

Before he could say anything, the whole man was fried into a mass of rotten flesh and blood.

"It's Superman!"

"He's back!"

“……”

The crowded crowd saw the tall and straight figure standing high in the sky.

A dark red cloak fluttered like a flag.

Luke's appearance brought the riot out of control to a sudden stop.

There was a gentle smile on his face.

"Nathaniel Essex, he confessed his crime. He hurt you, hurt Bob, and he got the punishment he deserved."

"A hundred years ago, a great American signed..."

A loud and powerful voice echoed.

"I have a dream", began to sing.