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And here we are, on the precipice of the next presidential election, and no one is laughing anymore.

This is killing season for black and brown Americans. We are living during a time when the rate of police killings rivals the rate of lynchings at the turn of the 20th century.

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As racial and political tensions continue to escalate, Donald Trump—along with those who follow him—smells blood in the water, and he feeds off the frenzy that his racist rhetoric incites in his supporters. He lusts after it, growing taller and stronger as he takes the wheel of his metaphorical DeLorean and attempts to transport this country back to a time when “whites only” wasn’t just an unspoken agenda, but the written law.

The following clip could alternatively be titled “Trump’s Dream for America”:

 

We’re talking about whiteness as a system. Whiteness as the default for humanity. Whiteness that makes room for a token of color here and there in transparent attempts at claiming diversity, as Trump has done with his new, Sarah Palin-endorsed spokeswoman Katrina Pierson.

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Whiteness that dares to hold itself exempt from contempt, when the worst terrorist organization this country has ever seen is made up of Christian white men wearing sheets.

Trump is Strom Thurmond. He is David Duke. He is Woodrow Wilson. If the Ku Klux Klan had lobbying power, he would be its favored candidate. I’m sure he still is.

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He is unbowed in his bigoted ways, relishes the controversy and thrives on being cast as a “politically incorrect” rebel, knowing that he is in perfect alignment with a political machine that thrives on racism, cronyism and corporate capitalism.

Trump is the United States of America embodied, a perfect example of a system that is not broken, but functioning exactly as intended.  If he is a joke, then the joke is on us—and the punch line is far from funny.