Well, I accidentally drove by the diner where I skinned my knees when I fell in the pothole the other night (I truly had no conscious intention of doing so but then I got turned around somehow and I was like, wait a second. Here I am again.)
I wondered if they'd fixed that hole and I wasn't too sure if they would have and my knees still hurt every single day from falling down in that pothole. So I thought, if they haven't fixed it, I'm going to go in and show them my knees. I'm going to tell them my knees still hurt.
And then I'm going to tell them I was on a jury where a black woman who was an elderly person with diabetes fell and twisted her ankle and broke it in a tree well that wasn't properly kept up by the city and she was never able to recover back her state of health. Since she had diabetes on top of it, having a broken ankle injury was really a severe impact on her quality of life. She couldn't walk long distances anymore and that was significant.
Not only that, but the other people on the jury mostly wanted to help her, but they also wanted to go home and like take care of their kids and stuff and they didn't want to be on the jury anymore. So they almost all changed their minds, cuz one or two people were being really pissy about the idea of awarding her any money for her the damages. So she didn't get anything.
They all said well, we do feel bad for her, but they said they didn't want to give her any money. Bunch of white people, too, that time, by the way. And the white guy lawyer that the city had was the smarmiest jerk, probably would have gotten Epstein off. I don't think the judge (also a white guy) actually liked him all that much. Cuz he got yelled at several times. And her lawyers, who were also younger white guys, didn't get yelled at. Wow, it sometimes seems like the white guys are the most employable ones in certain spaces huh? Hey, look at the Supreme Court.
Well I drove by the space that had the pothole and I got a pleasant surprise!
They fixed it. They fixed it! You can't even tell that pothole was there!
So you see, I spoke up and my suffering was not for nothing. Maybe I even saved somebody who was far more vulnerable and worse off than I from falling into that hole and suffering a far worse injury. Who knows?
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