As we all know, America is a country of immigrants.
It has also always prided itself on its ethnic inclusiveness and multiculturalism.
Freedom, democracy, full of opportunities...
This is a beautiful illusion created by the upper class and the political elite.
It seems that as long as you reach this land, you can live a better life and start a new life.
But just as sweet dreams are always awakened by the cold reality, bubbles are always burst by the cruel status quo.
Many people from the bottom came here across the ocean, only to discover that the so-called "American Dream" was just a complete lie.
They still work the hardest jobs, receive the lowest wages, and are bullied, ostracized, and regarded 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, conflict broke out at St. Louis.
The cause was that a black driver was speeding and changing lanes at will, and was caught by a white policeman. During the period, there were physical conflicts and violence, triggering a siege.
Then it worsened, intensified, and turned into a fight.
Gunshots rang out, and a black man was shot and fell to the ground, triggering large-scale riots.
Afterwards, the government dispatched 16,000 National Guard soldiers to take to the streets to suppress the protests, and they were able to calm down.
During this period, 312 houses were destroyed, 48 people were killed, and more than 100 people were injured.
This was the beginning of the turmoil.
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.
This wave of racial conflicts intensified, like a spreading plague, and appeared in many cities such as Detroit and New York in the same year.
Therefore, the beautiful scenery of this lighthouse country has actually been repeated many times in history.
Party politics has led to the division of society. The general election every four years is just a game in which one group of elites replaces another group of elites and takes turns taking charge.
People either choose one asshole that they like, or they choose another asshole that they don't.
What appears to be a democratic choice actually means nothing to minorities and marginalized people.
Therefore, they can only vent their anger every once in a while.
In this way, you can express your dissatisfaction.
For example, in 1916, black leader Du Bois said, "Violence is the most effective way for black people and other ethnic minorities to get rid of white oppression."
This sentence was later widely recognized by the black community. Whenever discrimination was fermented and expanded, they would take to the streets to protest and start "zero dollar shopping" activities.
This situation would not be alleviated until the emergence of black pastor Martin Luther King.
The latter led the non-violent civil rights movement, calling on blacks to march and protest in an organized and systematic manner, rather than simply using violence.
Of course, the above are all explanations of history.
At this point in time, Martin Luther King is still serving as an assistant pastor in a church in Ebenezer Baptist Church.
It was seventeen years later that he became a black leader and delivered the famous "I Have a Dream" speech.
However, a rights protection movement involving blacks, ethnic minorities, and marginalized people who have never appeared in history—a gathering of heroes and superstars—is slowly unfolding with great vigor.
"I support Bob! This is a persecution of black people! Those damn bastards! Shit elites in suits and ties, pretending to be big shots, they are trampling on our lives!"
A black man yelled angrily at the camera, speaking very rhythmically, as if he was singing rap.
"I also support Bob! Homosexuality is not shameful! We also need to be treated correctly! Burn those prejudiced guys to death!"
A well-dressed middle-aged man with foundation on his face held a sign.
"Bob is innocent! He is like one of those abused and abandoned little animals, unable to resist in the face of human cruelty! He deserves justice!"
A member from the Animal Rescue League said with tears in his eyes and anger.
"Allah 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 name.
Then, a march that gradually grew in size took place.
The enthusiastic and participating people took to the streets, even though they did not know Bob and did not care about the affirmative action.
But since everyone is doing it, there's no harm in joining in.
In this way, it can also demonstrate the inner sense of justice.
If neighbors or friends ask about it in the future, you can also add a little more conversation material.
As a result, more and more people came to the entrance of Essex Tower, which stood at Manhattan.
The surrounding traffic was almost at a standstill, and even the police who came from behind to maintain order and police cars were blocked outside.
Such a battle gives Mister Sinister a headache.
He has always maintained a low profile and avoided appearing in public.
The sudden exposure and being the center of attention left Mister Sinister at a loss.
He immediately called White House, and the president's private line was connected, and a voice of blame came from over there——
"What's going on? Nathaniel, I told you, it's okay to arrest Mutants, but don't make a big deal and cause trouble."
In Conqueror Kang's brainwashing of the president, Mister Sinister was set to be the latter's close friend and most trustworthy helper.
"I don't know what happened. This is not like a protest march organized by Mutants. There are black people, gays, animal protection associations and religious people in the team... I don't understand why they are so excited? It has nothing to do with them!"
Mister Sinister expressed confusion. For the guy named Bob, Mutants became the most inconspicuous label on him.
"Respond as soon as possible, issue a clarifying statement, and tell the New York City people through the media that you have nothing to do with this persecution scandal."
The president's thinking was clear and he said in a deep voice, "Even if a similar incident really happened, then Essex Bio-Tech and the government must be unaware of it."
"Everything was left to an outsourced team, and this heinous crime was committed by a... crazy temporary worker."
Mister Sinister wrote it down silently, then said a few words before hanging up the phone.
He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the crowds of people below, with a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth.
With government support, official land-clearing, and a rally of rabble-rousers, the foundation of Essex Bio-Tech cannot be shaken.
"Hmph, it's a small fight."
Mister Sinister stared at this farce with contempt in his eyes, waiting for its end.
"This is the beginning."
Luke slowly cut the beef on the plate with a knife and fork, and Howard sat opposite him.
"Both Mister Sinister and Federal Government underestimated that the problem of racism is actually a powder keg stacked together. Once ignited, it will explode with astonishing destructive power."
In the 1950s and 1960s, violent racial conflicts in American cities were mainly between blacks and whites.
Its roots lie in the political oppression and economic exploitation of blacks by whites under the historical apartheid system.
This led to the increasingly strong nationalist sentiment among black people in the 1950s, which went to extremes.
Robert-William Siming, a black *** leader who is currently active in major cities, has long made his position clear——
"We cannot tolerate those who treat us unfairly in court. We must punish them. If lynching is necessary to curb lynching, then we are willing to do so."
"Our only logical and successful answer is to respond to large-scale organized violence with large-scale organized violence..."
"Molotov cocktails, lye and sulfuric acid bombs are widely available, and the self-defense war of ethnic minorities will surely win."
The above are the opinions expressed by the black leader.
In fact, before the emergence of Martin Luther King, every so-called "leader" advocated showing "black power" through violence.
The simple and crude way not only conforms to the way of thinking of black people, 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 drive Essex Bio-Tech into the dust.
"How is it possible? I don't intend to be a public opinion leader, nor do I want to win votes - even if I do, it will be to unite the white elite. They are the votes every president needs."
Luke shrugged and chuckled, "I just exposed the problems in this country for everyone to see."
"Cleveland, New York, Chicago, Washington, Philadelphia and Miami... ethnic minority conflicts occur almost every year."
"Blacks, Palestinians, Spain... extreme nationalism is beginning to spread."
"Bob is the fuse, and Mutants is the excuse. They will ignite people's anger, and then Essex Bio-Tech becomes the target of venting."
Howard was thoughtful, and he looked in the direction of Essex Tower through the glass window.
The night is getting darker, but the flow of people gathered continues unabated.
Someone has even begun to give a speech, it is Robert-William Siming, the black leader who advocates violence.
To sum up his hoarse and passionate speech.
The general idea is that black people need equal rights and a legal status where they are not discriminated against, treated differently, or exploited and persecuted.
The focus is on more jobs, better education, and the ability to run for president—the last one being the key.
"I just put a person named Bob into the public eye. He has many labels attached to him. Those who have interests will use labels related to themselves to carry out some... activities."
Luke wiped the corner of his mouth, Robert-William Siming may be the first to stand up, but he will not be the last.
Sure enough, it didn't take long before a gay man from Chicago began to speak out.
She is a woman who speaks out about the disadvantages of the gay community while calling for women's rights——
"This incident made me tremble with anger. My whole body was in cold sweat on a hot day, and my hands and feet were cold. Can this country still get better?"
"As a woman and gay, how can I satisfy those 'mainstream people' with my life? Society is full of discrimination and injustice against us. When can marginalized people like me really stand up?"
Upon hearing this, the woman who was originally responsible for eating melons immediately joined the protest march.
The crowd outside was divided into different circles unconsciously.
"I just have one question."
Howard observed for a while and then looked away.
"How did you find that...Bob?"
Luke smiled slightly and replied, "He does not exist."
"To be precise, there is a guy named Bob. He is Upsilon-level Mutant, which is the kind with defective genes."
"He was captured by Essex Bio-Tech last week and died in the laboratory."
"But this Bob is not a homosexual. Although he once hung out with a few hippies, he is not an animal protection activist. Although he has raised a rabbit, he is not a religious person..."
"Those are actually not important. The key is that he drinks alcohol, takes drugs, and degenerates himself. He is at the bottom of society."
Howard seemed to understand and frowned. "Bob represents the bottom, those struggling in the mud, they will resonate with this image."
"Bingo."
Luke hit the Snap and said with a smile, "Even if Mister Sinister investigates clearly and tells the truth, it won't be useful."
"People will blame the degeneration of Bob on this country's policies, white people's discrimination against black people, the mainstream's rejection of homosexuals, and the elite's persecution of marginalized people..."
"Why? Because Bob represents them."
Howard was stunned for a few seconds, and then said, "This is why you didn't let Captain Rogers participate."
"That's right. Struggles, games, the rules of these games are actually at the lower limit of competition, and people like Steve cannot adapt."
Luke nodded and stood up.
"Bob already has so many supporters, and it's time for Mutants to debut."
If this protest was limited to Mutants and large companies, it would be impossible to cause such a sensation.
"For Bob, for justice!"
In front of Essex Tower, a Mutants stood on the steps.
Through his power, like a trumpet, he spreads his voice far.
Then, he rushed through the security-blocked door.
Next, a dozen more people behaved similarly.
Their actions caused a commotion among the crowd.
Like a surging wave, people crowded into the door of Essex Tower.
"Superman appears to stop the riot. This is the last scene."
Luke witnessed the riot that was getting worse and was about to get out of control. He walked to the balcony and stood up.
He flew straight to the office where Mister Sinister was located. The floor-to-ceiling windows were melted by the high temperature, and strong winds poured in.
Facing the other party's frightened eyes, Luke said softly, "My time is limited, so I won't give you the chance to leave any last words this time."
He took a step forward and the whole building shook.
The terrifying aura was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, pressing towards Mister Sinister.
Before he could say anything, his whole body exploded into a ball of rotting flesh and blood.
"It's Superman!"
"He's back!"
"..."
The crowded crowd saw the tall figure standing high in the sky.
The dark red cloak flutters like a flag.
The appearance of Luke brought the riot that was heading out of control to an abrupt halt.
A gentle smile appeared on his face.
"Nathaniel-Essex, he confessed to his crime. He hurt you and Bob, and he also got the punishment he deserved."
"One hundred years ago, a great Americans signed..."
A loud and powerful voice echoed.
"I Have a Dream" began to sing.