Extra credit Emmit till

Emmitt Till
The story of Emmitt Till showed the world how cruel white people were even to children. It is a crazy notion that whites would be so afraid and fearful that they would harm a child who did something as meaningless as whistle. What even makes matters worse is the fact that the killers weren’t convicted but they had the nerve to want to sell their story for about $4000. Did they take some gratification in being tried as the killers? This so called trial proved the injustice in the state of Mississippi back in the 1950s. If the shoe was on the other foot however, I’m sure that the black person would have been beaten, stoned, and tortured to death whether or not his was guilty of the crime wouldn’t have mattered. I look at the current times and I see that we have come far as a whole but there are still some instances where there are minorities that are being sentenced with lack of circumstantial evidence that actually proves the person is guilty. I commend, though, Mamie who was Emmitt’s mother for being such a strong woman and for allowing the world to see the cruelty of the people in Mississippi. She allowed the brutally battered body of her dead 14 year old boy to be publicized. Emmitt was beaten to the point where his face was hardly recognizable. They disfigured him and threw him into the river yet this information was withheld during the trial proceedings. The many questions left unanswered to a people who were starving to know. The Bryant brothers basically got off scotch free like letting people think that it was permissible to kill a black person simply because they (whites) felt as though they were the more superior race. The poem that Prof. McNair shared with the class was one the alerted different emotions in my mind. Thoughts ran rampant wanting to know how could it be in the nature of someone to be so cruel. The whole situation could have been avoided. I guess these brothers were trying to make a point by killing Emmitt. He was merely a boy who did not understand the ways of the south. On a vacation from his hometown he ended up dying in Mississippi leaving behind a lonely mother. What was also disturbing was the fact that no one in the house could do nothing to save Emmitt for fear of being killed themselves. I can’t fully comprehend the fact that these whites just barged into a home that was not theirs and took out a little boy and killed him. If only we could go back in time and gather the proper evidence, force witness to speak and tell the truth and try and convict these men for the killers that they are. I wonder how the wife felt knowing that she was the cause of the death of this child. How did she feel after segregation was done away with? How did she cope with knowing that she was the cause of an innocent life being taken way too early?

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