I had a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, were transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls were able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers. I had dream today. I had a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together. This was my hope. This was the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith I was able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith I was able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith I was able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, all with filthy, filthy negroids.
It was a weird dream, to say the least. I woke up wet and sticky.
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