09/20/07: I'm astonished by this post and many of the responses.

I'm not black, so I wonder what it must feel like to see a noose hanging from a tree. How would it feel to always wonder where and when the next noose will appear, and will someone I love be hanging from it? I can't imagine what it must feel like knowing that I'm the object of hatred and abuse just because of the colour of my skin.

I don't condone violence of any sort, but if you think stringing nooses up isn't an act of violence, you've got your head dug way too deep in the sand.

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