Huiveringwekkend verslagje van een zwarte man die stil toekeek op een bijeenkomst van Donald Trump

This is what I will say about the Trump rally I attended Saturday… alone. It was scary. This man knows just what to say to fire up his crowd, no matter how factually inaccurate it may be. Wall! ISIS! Kill Them! Mexico! Then there was the blatant fear mongering. He told Ohioans that only oil was propping up their state, and that their economy was in serious trouble. He said this over and over again. He also told the crowd that ISIS was out to kill them. That ISIS was putting 50 people at a time in cages and drowning them in the ocean. And that we had to kill them first. Cheers for water boarding. Cheers for torture. Calls to cut off their heads. If this was a brown person saying the exact same things in the Middle East, we’d call them a dangerous terrorist. But since it’s a white man in America, we call him a Presidential Candidate. The scariest part was the crowd. They loved everything that was being said. The calls for the wall. The calls to blow up oil fields. The calls to torture and kill people. And the protestors. Every time a protestor was kicked out, they were yells to get them out of here, even to KILL THEM!!! Really? Kill them? For protesting? I felt like at any point, the crowd was going to light torches and grab their pitchforks, and spill out into the streets. The worst part was when their venom turned toward me. There were protestors around me who got ushered out, and then people started pointing at me, motioning for the Secret Service to “get him out of there”. Now mind you, I hadn’t uttered a single word the entire rally, but people still said things like “Well what about this one? He needs to go too!” At this point, the black kid that grew up in the projects, surrounded by drugs and gunfire, felt CONCERNED for his safety… at a Donald Trump rally. At that rally, I saw the scary underbelly of America. I saw unadulterated hate, fueled by intentional misinformation. These people who, just 2 hours ago, seemed like good and kind people, were now cheering for blood. The worst part is Donald Trump knows EXACTLY what he’s doing. He’s patterned his campaign after a WWE match… And it’s working.

James Troup in Read This Man’s Terrifying Account of Standing Silently at a Trump Rally (US Uncut)