Quotes About Injustice

We proved these people were wrongly removed. this was a Jim Crow operation. Except instead of white sheets they used spreadsheets.

Uncle Tom' did not originate in fiction. Nor did he die with the Emancipation proclamation. He is perpetuated and immortalized in the type of leadership that sells the Negro for a few 'sound American dollars.

Social laws acted and people were maimed, damaged, robbed, and strangled by forces they could not even glimpse. People were driven to sickness, to desperation, to loneliness and fear and remorse. Shaken by tears and longing, in a world they fundamentally failed to fathom, they nonetheless carried on. There was

Si todos aceptan lavar las ofensas fácilmente, no hay honor. Ciertas cicatrices, es mejor conservarlas. Es como el olvido. Cada muerte injusta que uno olvida, cava la fosa de su propia muerte.

During lockdown, the poor and pedestrians are being beaten on the street, four wheeler owners are being worshiped on violating or letting them go away , VIPs are being allowed to move freely without face mask everywhere. Commoners are feeling humiliated and cheated

There is no calamity which a great nation can invite which equals that which follows a supine submission to wrong and injustice and the consequent loss of national self-respect and honor, beneath which are shielded and defended a people's safety and greatness.

Communism is a hateful thing and a menace to peace and organized government; but the communism of combined wealth and capital, the outgrowth of overweening cupidity and selfishness, which insidiously undermines the justice and integrity of free institutions, is not less dangerous than the communism of oppressed poverty and toil, which, exasperated by injustice and discontent, attacks with wild disorder the citadel of rule.

frente al vasallaje y a una vida destinada a la miseria y al oprobio, los nativos se refugiaban en el alcohol y en la delicuencia. Y no solo eso: sin cultura, sin identidad, sin una tierra a la cual llamar hogar, no les quedaba más que adoptar una actitud servil. Reconocer que no había más salida que agachar la cabeza, obedecer órdenes y aceptar la iniquidad. Pueblos enteros derrotados.

Manifiesto...Este país divide en dos: en los que tienen miedo y en los que tienen rabia. Ustedes, burgueses, son los que tienen miedo. Miedo a perder sus joyas, sus relojes caros, sus celulares. Miedo a que violen a sus hijos...

Nos hiciste ver que la injusticia no solo derivaba de un conflicto de clases, sino también de razas. «La democracia real», sostenías, «solo podrá obtenerse cuando los pueblos originarios alcancen el poder político. La revolución socialista será ineficaz en los países colonizados por los blancos si no se garantiza el acceso a gobernar a quienes les arrebataron sus tierras».

No hay diferencia entre genocidio rápido y genocidio lento. Ambos son exterminio. Lo único que cambia es la velocidad a la que lo ejecutan».

No conté con la muerte. Siempre inoportuna. Inmerecida la mayor de las veces.

Mientras don Julio estaba en el jiji-jajá con los mentados representantes del secretario de Gobernación, saboreando exquisitos platillos provenzales en salsa de puterías, la policía alistaba una colección de dóbermans y de pastores belgas prestos a arrancarles los huevos a los reos.

Men meet a woman who's mute, they take advantage of her. Never once on a date did a man ever try to communicate, not really. They just grabbed, and took, as if she, voiceless as an animal, was an animal. This is better. The man from the dream, hazy as he is, is better.

Zelda is black and fat. Yolanda is Mexican and homely. Antonio is a cross-eyed Dominican. Duane is of mixed race and has no teeth. Lucille is albino. Elisa is mute. To Fleming, they are all the same: unfit for other work and therefore easy to trust.

That was the use of knives for women: to cut food for the men who killed with their knives… who killed those women's husbands, their sons, and their daughters.

Para una mujer resultaba tan sencillo lastimar a un hombre: bastaba pisotear sus sueños.

The treatment of the Negro is America's greatest and most conspicuous scandal.

I have learned that the Mahabharata is about the way we deceive ourselves, how we are false to others, how we oppress fellow human beings, and how deeply unjust we are in our day-to-day lives. But is this moral blindness an intractable human condition, or can we change it? Some of our misery is the result of the way the state also treats us, and can we redesign our institutions to have a more sympathetic government?

Fury comes easily to the white worker. He is ready for battle. But he does not quite know against whom to declare war.

Your life depends on a random stranger who could kill you, will probably disrespect you, and will most likely pay you much less than you deserve. But even those prospects are better than the ones you used to have. This is the life of los jornaleros – the day laborers.

1954, when the Eisenhower administration launched a program to deport all illegal immigrants. But America being America, la migra rounded up Mexican-Americans, legal immigrants—anyone who was brown, really. The program's name? Operation Wetback. The American experience is cyclical, of course, so expect Americans to soon begin calling Mexicans Sensenbeaners.

A minor bureaucrat's demand for payment to process a form is condemned as corruption. A national leader's sweetheart privatization of public assets to friends and relatives is applauded as market liberalization.

The Exodus from Egypt, the home of sacred monarchy, reinforces this idea [desacralization of creation]: it is the 'desacralization' of social praxis. . . . In Egypt, work is alienated and, far from building a just society, contributes rather to increasing injustice and to widening the gap between exploiters and exploited.