Guest Blogger in Poems for Social Justice
Content: Description of court proceedings and racism. Sit with me BY: LYDIA BROWN If you still believe in a post-racial society or colorblind justice, come to the Superior Court of the District of Columbia inside the H. Carl Moultrie Courthouse in the shadow of the U.S. Department of Justice's façade, a ten minute stroll from the FBI Headquarters, less than two miles away from the White House and Capitol Hill and the Supreme Court of the United States. Traipse down the ever-broken escalator (or wait for the overcrowded elevators in the niche in the back wall) and sit in the back of courtroom C-10, so you can watch the ten hour parade of Black men in chains, interrupted by the occasional brown body wearing handcuffs and shackles to match, with a handful of Black and brown women shuffling between them, their names mangled on the apathetic tongues of clerk and judge and prosecutor alike and misspelled on the docket and in the jail file, and sometimes misgendered as male or female with...