If, on the other hand, seized by the brutal afterthought, we debauch the race thus caught in our talons, selfishly sucking their blood and brains in the future as in the past, what shall save us from national decadence?
Continuing his argument about the treatment of Black people, this passage issues a dire warning about the national decline that will result from continued racial exploitation.
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