What, to the American slave, is your Fourth of July? I answer: a day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity… your shouts of liberty and equality, hollow mockery… There is not a nation on the earth guilty of practices more shocking and bloody than are the people of the United States, at this very hour.