Superman - 277 Chapter 277 Everyone is Bob, I Have a Dream

As we all know, the United States is a country of immigrants.

It has always been proud of ethnic tolerance 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 arrive in 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, so bubbles are always burst by the cruel status quo.

Many people at the bottom came here across the ocean, only to realize that the so-called “American Dream” is just a complete lie.

They are still engaged in the hardest work, with the cheapest salary, and they are still oppressed and rejected as thieves who steal opportunities.

Special environments and special soils can naturally produce different fruits.

In the 1950s and 1960s, racial violence was nothing new.

In 1917, conflict broke out in Saint-Louis.

The cause was that a black driver was speeding, changing lanes at will, and was arrested by a white policeman. During the period, there was physical conflict and violent behavior, which triggered a siege.

Then it deteriorated, intensified, and turned into a fight.

Gunshots sounded and a black man was shot and fell to the ground, causing a large-scale riot.

After the incident, the government dispatched 16,000 members of the National Guard and took to the streets to suppress it.

During the period, 312 houses were destroyed, 48 people were killed and more than 100 people were injured.

This is the beginning of turbulence.

Just two years later, in Chicago in 1919, the same vicious incident occurred, causing 38 deaths, 537 injuries, and property losses of more than two million US dollars.

Racial conflicts, this wave intensified, like a spreading plague, it appeared in Detroit, New York and other cities 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 tearing of society. General elections are held every four years, but this group of elites replaces another group of elites and takes turns in the game.

People either choose a bastard who looks pleasing to the eye or another bastard who is not pleasing to the eye.

The seemingly democratic choice is actually meaningless to minorities and marginalized people.

Therefore, they can only vent their troubles every once in a while.

In this way, express your dissatisfaction.

For example, in 1916, the black leader Du Boss said that “violence is the most effective way for blacks and other minorities to get rid of white oppression.”

This sentence was later widely recognized by the black community. Whenever the discrimination was fermented and expanded, they would take to the streets to protest and start a “zero dollar purchase” activity.

This situation will not be alleviated until the appearance of the black priest Martin Luther King.

The latter led the non-violent civil rights movement, calling on blacks to march and protest in an organized and probable way, rather than simply using violence.

Of course, the above is all about history.

At this point in time, Martin Luther King is still in a church of the Ebenezer Baptist Church as an assistant pastor.

He became a black leader and delivered the famous “I Have a Dream” speech seventeen years later.

However, a rights defense movement that has never seen blacks and minorities, as well as marginalized people-a gathering of heroes and superstars, is slowly unfolding with a vigorous attitude.

“I support Bob! This is a persecution of black people! Those damn bastards! The shit elites in suits and shoes, pretending to be big men, trample on our lives!”

A big black brother shouted angrily at the camera, speaking very rhythmically, as if singing rap.

“I also support Bob! Homosexuality is not shameful! We also need to be treated correctly! Burn the prejudiced guys to death!”

A middle-aged man with a gorgeous dress and foundation on his face was holding a sign.

“Bob is innocent! He is like those little animals that have been abused and abandoned, facing the cruelty and powerlessness of humans! He deserves justice!”

A member from the Animal Rescue Alliance said with tears in his eyes.

“Allah will bless Bob, he is a good man.”

A religious person blessed.

Interview footage was streaming on the TV. In just one day, Bob, who was originally unknown, became a well-known celebrity.

Then, a demonstration that gradually expanded in scale took place.

The enthusiastic melon-eaters took to the streets, even though they didn’t know Bob and didn’t care about the affirmative movement.

But since everyone does this, why not join in yourself.

In this way, it can also show the inner sense of justice.

If neighbours or friends ask about it in the future, you can also increase the conversation.

As a result, the gate of the Essex Building in Manhattan was getting more and more people.

The surrounding traffic was nearly paralyzed, and even the policemen who came behind to maintain order and police cars were stopped outside.

Such battles make Mr. Omen a headache.

He has always maintained a low-key style, avoiding appearing in public.

The sudden exposure and becoming the focus made Mr. Omen a bit at a loss.

He called the White House the first time, the president’s private line was connected, and a voice of blaming came from there—

“What’s going on? Nathaniel, I told you that it’s okay to catch mutants, but don’t make a big deal or cause trouble.”

In the brainwashing of the President by Kang the Conqueror, Mr. Omen is set to be the latter’s best friend and most trusted helper.

“I don’t know what happened. It’s not like a protest march organized by some mutants. There are black people, homosexuals, animal protection associations, and religious people… I don’t understand why they are so excited? Nothing to do!”

Mr. Omen expressed confusion. For the guy named Bob, the mutant became the most inconspicuous label on him.

“Respond as soon as possible, issue a clarification statement, and tell New Yorkers through the media that you have nothing to do with this persecution scandal.”

The president’s thinking was clear, and he said solemnly: “Even if a similar incident happened, Essex Bio and the government must be unaware.”

“Everything is handed over to the outsourcing team, who committed this heinous crime, is a…a frenzied temporary worker.”

Mr. Omen silently noted down, then said a few words, then hung up the phone.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down under the crowded heads with a hint of coldness at the corners of his mouth.

With the support of the government, the official washing of the ground, a rabble gathering, can not shake the foundation of Essex Bio.

“Huh, little trouble.”

Mr. Omen looked contemptuously, watching the farce, waiting for its end.

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“This is the beginning.”

Luke slowly cut the beef on the plate with a knife and fork, and Howard sat opposite him.

“Mr. Omen, as well as the federal government, have underestimated that the racism problem is actually piled up gunpowder kegs. Once they are ignited, they will explode astonishingly destructive.

In the 1950s and 1960s, racial violence in American cities was mainly between blacks and whites.

Its root lies in the political oppression and economic exploitation of blacks by whites under the apartheid system in history.

This led to the growing intensity of nationalism among blacks in the 1950s and their extremes.

Robert Williams, the black *** leader currently active in major cities, has already made it clear–

“We cannot tolerate people who are unfair to us in court. We must punish them. If lynching is necessary to curb lynching, then we are willing to take this approach.”

“Our only logical and successful answer is to use large-scale organized violence to fight back large-scale organized violence…”

“Molotov cocktails, lye and sulfuric acid bombs can all be widely used, and the self-defense battle of ethnic minorities will surely win.

The above are all the opinions expressed by the black leader.

In fact, before the advent of Martin Luther King, every so-called “leader” advocated the demonstration of “black power” through violence.

Simple and rude way, not only in line with black thinking, but also can quickly accumulate popularity.

“You plan to turn this farce into an affirmative movement?”

Howard realized that Luke didn’t just want to win public opinion and drive Essex Bio into the dust.

“How is it possible? I didn’t plan to be a popular opinion leader, nor did I want to win votes. Even if I did, it would be the white people who unite the elite. They are the votes every president needs.”

Luke shrugged and said with a chuckle: “I just exposed the problems of this country for everyone to see.”

“Cleveland, New York, Chicago, Washington, Philadelphia and Miami… there are conflicts among ethnic minorities almost every year.”

“Blacks, Palestinians, Hispanics… ultra-nationalism is beginning to spread.”

“Bob is the fuse, and mutants are an excuse. They will ignite people’s anger, and Essex Bio will become the target of venting.”

Howard thoughtfully, he looked in the direction of the Essex Building through the glass window.

The night is getting darker, but the flow of people gathered is increasing.

Someone has even begun to give speeches. It is Robert Williams, the black leader who advocates violence.

Summarize his hoarse, passionate speech.

The general idea is that black people need equal power, and they need a legal status that is not discriminated against, treated differently, and not exploited and persecuted.

The focus is on more jobs, a better education environment, and qualifications to run for president-the last one is the key.

“I just put a person named Bob into the public eye. There are many labels on his body, and those who have interests will use labels related to themselves to carry out some… activities.”

Luke wiped the corners of his mouth. Robert Williams may be the first to come forward, but he won’t be the last.

Sure enough, it didn’t take long for a gay from Chicago to start speaking out.

She is a woman who speaks of the disadvantages of the gay community while calling for women’s power——

“This incident made me tremble with anger, with cold sweat and cold hands and feet on a hot day, can this country get better?”

“As a female and gay, how can I live to satisfy those’mainstream people”? The society is full of discrimination and injustice against us. When can marginalized people like me really stand up?”

Hearing this, the women who were originally responsible for eating melons instantly joined the protest team.

The crowds surrounding them were thus unknowingly divided into different circles.

“I only have one question.”

Howard observed for a while, then looked away.

“How did you find that… Bob?”

Luke smiled slightly and replied: “He doesn’t exist.”

“To be precise, there is a guy named Bob. He is an Ypsilon-class mutant, that is, the kind with genetic defects.”

“He was arrested by Essex Biotech last week and then died in the laboratory.”

“But this Bob is not a homosexual. Even though he has been with a few hippies, he is not an animal protectionist. Even though he has raised a rabbit, he is not even a religious person…”

“Those are actually not important. The key is that he is alcoholic, drug-addicted, self-willed, and is the bottom of society.

Howard seemed to understand, frowning: “Bob represents the bottom layer. Those who are struggling in the mud will resonate with this image.”

“bingo.”

Luke snapped his fingers and smiled: “Even if Mr. Omen investigates clearly and tells the truth, it will not be useful.”

“People will attribute Bob’s depravity to the policies of this country, the discrimination of whites against blacks, the rejection of homosexuals by the mainstream, and the persecution of marginalized people by the elite…”

“Why? Because Bob represents them.”

Howard froze for a few seconds, then said: “That’s why you didn’t involve Captain Rogers.”

“Yes. Fight, game, the rules of these games are actually at the lower limit of the competition, people like Steve can’t adapt.”

Luke nodded and stood up.

“Bob already has so many supporters, it’s time for the mutants to appear.”

If this protest is limited to mutants and big companies, it is impossible to cause such a sensation.

“For Bob, for justice!”

In front of the Essex Building, a mutant stood on the steps.

Through his ability, like a horn, he spread the sound far away.

Then, he rushed into the gate blocked by the security.

Next, more than a dozen people made similar behaviors.

Their actions caused a commotion among the crowd.

Like a wave surging, one after another squeezed into the door of the Essex Building.

“Superman appears to stop the riot. This is the last scene.”

As Luke witnessed the intensified and about to get out of control riot, he walked to the balcony and rose from the ground.

He flew straight to the office where Mr. Omen was. The floor-to-ceiling window was melted by the high temperature, and the wind poured in.

Facing the other’s horrified eyes, Luke whispered: “My time is limited, this time I won’t give you a chance to leave a last word.”

He took a step forward and the whole building shook.

The breath of terror is like a mountain whistling a tsunami, pressing on Mr. Omen.

Before he could say anything, the whole person exploded into a mass of rotten flesh and blood.

“It’s Superman!”

“He is back!”

“…”

The crowded crowd saw a tall figure standing high in the sky.

The dark red cloak flutters like a flag.

Luke’s appearance suddenly stopped the riot that was going out of control.

There was a gentle smile on his face.

“Nathaniel Essex, he confessed to his crimes. He hurt you, he hurt Bob, and he got the punishment he deserved.”

“A hundred years ago, a great American signed…”

The loud and powerful voice echoed.

“I have a dream” began to sing.