The white person likes to lie to themselves that they were alive, you know, 150 years ago, that they would have been working on the underground railroad trying to help slaves escape, right? I would be wanting to go white people, I would have taken time out of my day, risked my life. And the reality is, is you'd be doing back then exactly what you're doing today, nothing! Not a fucking thing! Maybe a little hashtag, Black Lives Matter. Oh my god, my heart breaks on my L-shaped couch. My favorite thing about the Black Lives Matter marches was the store windows that would have the plywood over the windows and then it would say Black Lives Matter on top of the plywood. I just love the duality of that message, you know? It's like, Black Lives Matter, we're all the same, we're all one. Don't part now!