No, I’m Not Grateful That Slavery Ended

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Whenever I hear, implicitly or explicitly, that Black Americans should be satisfied, or at least grateful, for the racial progress thats been made in America over the centuries, I sigh a deep sigh within. It’s an ancestral sigh.

The first problem is simple: why should I be grateful for the cessation of an institution that should have never existed in the first place. This is an earnest question.