In here, with the population ratio being 3 out of 4 being black, makes white people the minority. Blacks are permitted to attack whites in gang-style. And the gang isn't simply some national gang membership, but simply the brotherhood of being black. Most whites will avoid physical confrontation with black aggressors at all costs, because they fear being mobbed by groups of blacks if they stand up for themselves in an altercation with some black person. The authorities in here tend to look the other way when irate blacks assault some white boy because of fear of political repercussions with the outside community.
Blacks have unity in the prison and outside community.
Fortunately, I was able to have some soul-searching conversations with some responsible black people, from inside as well as outside of prison. I told my black friends that I was seriously, for the first time in all my life, starting to feel a racial prejudice against blacks. I explained that my problem wasn't superficial with simple anger stemming out of hearing blacks heap abuses on other white people in here, but for deeper reasons. I'm even starting to hate white people when I watch dramas like those prepared for Martin Luther King, or Alex Haley's Roots with Kunta Kinte and all the marvelous, kind and decent black people in the movie with him. I'm beginning to feel as though these efforts at propaganda are so successful that I find myself not only resenting white people, but I'm even beginning to hate them.