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Sapiens: A Brief History of Humankind

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“Slavery happened. That flag stands for segregation. We have monuments to Civil War generals and slave owners, as well as preserved plantations. But we have only one slavery museum, and that was built by a private citizen. We have no national or federal slavery museum. There is no government-funded slavery museum. A proposal to put one in Virginia came through in 2001 and went unfunded and failed. Another one in Richmond reached a similar fate. This is absolutely shameful.”

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“Before the Haitian Revolution, Africans toiling in the sugar fields of Saint-Domingue spread the story of the zombi. This was a living-dead person who had been captured by white wizards. Intellect and personality fled home, but the ghost-spirit and body remained in the land of the dead, working at the will of the sorcerers-planters. Any slave could be a zombi..." - The Half Has Never Been Told: Slavery and the Making of American Capitalism”

Slavery History
Author:Edward E. Baptist
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“Years later, she remembered her zombie days.... No name turned the key to her prison.... So in the land of the dead the men sang to her. The sound faded across the rows of plants. The dusty mechanism of her arms rose and fell.... At last they tried a new tune whose tune carried across the gray field. Hair as black as coal in the mine, little Liza Jane / Eyes so large and big and fine, little Liza Jane. You are beautiful. We need you. You cannot go where you are trying to go. Come back to us.... You plant a patch of cotton, I'll plant a patch of cane / I'm gonna make molasses, to sweeten Liza Jane... Sobs began to heave out of her mouth... Oh Lisa, poor gal, Oh Liza Jane / Oh Liza poor gal, she died on the trail. Liza, the sang. Lucy raised her head. Tears flowed down her face and she opened her mouth: 'I got happy,' Lucy Thompson remembered eighty years after her resurrection, 'and sang with the rest.'" - The Half Has Never Been Told: Slavery and the Making of American Capitalism”

Slavery History
Author:Edward E. Baptist
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“Então Úrsula, a pobre órfã, ajoelhou aos pés do leito, e volvendo em seus braços o corpo inanimado, com seus lábios, trêmulos de dor, tocou os lábios frios e inertes de sua mãe, tentando, embalde, transmitir ao coração materno o hálito ardente, que a animava. Mas quando voltou à realidade, quando teve plena consciência de que estava só, e entregue ao rigor da sua sorte, quando pôde acreditar que sua mãe já não existia, então prorrompeu em lágrimas, e estorceu-se pelo chão, e agitou-se como uma possessa, porque as grandes e profundas dores do coração só acham alívio na expansão ilimitada da dor, e na fadiga do corpo e do espírito...”

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Book:Úrsula
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