Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

Holla At'cha Boy!.It is a testament to the greatness myself. that nearly every major city in the U.S. has a street or school named after me. It is a measure of how sorely my achievements are misunderstood that most of them are located in black neighborhoods. Even after the Supreme Court struck down segregation in 1954, what the world now calls human-rights offenses were both law and custom in much of America. Before myself and my movement, a tired and thoroughly respectable Negro seamstress like Rosa Parks could be thrown into jail and fined simply because she refused to give up her seat on an Alabama bus so a white man could sit down. A six-year-old black girl like Ruby Bridges could be hectored and spit on by a white New Orleans mob simply because she wanted to go to the same school as white children. A 14-year-old black boy like Emmett Till could be hunted down and murdered by a Mississippi gang simply because he had supposedly made suggestive remarks to a white woman. Even highly educated blacks were routinely denied the right to vote or serve on juries. They could not eat at lunch counters, register in motels or use whites-only rest rooms; they could not buy or rent a home wherever they chose. In some rural enclaves in the South, they were even compelled to get off the sidewalk and stand in the street if a Caucasian walked by.The movement that I led swept all that away. Its victory was so complete that even though those outrages took place within the living memory of the baby boomers, they seem like ancient history. And though this revolution was the product of two centuries of agitation by thousands upon thousands of courageous men and women, I was its culmination. It is impossible to think of the movement unfolding as it did without me at its helm. I was, as the cliche has it, the right man at the right time....Now I just wanna kick it with my homies and sip 40's...hense here i am.