Inside the Ferguson court. Black people pay fees and fines. White people collect them.
After reading the Department of Justice (DOJ) report on the Ferguson police department, lyrics from an old song “Sixteen Tons” kept going through my head. “Another day older and deeper in debt….I owe my soul to the company store,” and someone needs to do an update with “I owe my soul to the Ferguson Court.”
That lyric references “debt bondage,”and though the original song was talking about coal miners, in my head I envisioned black sharecroppers, who after emancipation lived in debt and suffering under the yoke of white planters.
Browsing the news, I read “This Is What It’s Like To Go To Court In Ferguson, Missouri.”
In an email I noted:
Systemic racism is intersectional-so it covers policing, repression, economics, schooling, housing …
This is what I call urban sharecropping-black rural populations lived in debt to “the company store.” Black urban populations like those in Ferguson now live in debt to the township. Race is never overshadowed. It is the driving force behind systems of subjugation and control. Missouri was a slave state. Might as well sing Dixie when you think of it.
The harvest in Ferguson is cash. The police are like the overseers and drivers on plantations of old, keeping black folks in line and paying…paying…paying. Sass back, get shot or bit by dog. Can’t pay-go to jail. The boss who profits…well you can figure that out.
Cross-posted from Denise Oliver Velez at Daily Kos
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