I would add to this that ancient and ridiculous notion that Black men — in yet another stereotype- all have big dicks, which relegates them, along with all their intellectual and emotional gifts, to nothing more than a service animal in another sense. That is still a widely-held belief, that it is still with us speaks eloquently to our utter inability to see Black Excellence outside physicality. Disposable bodies. Which is partly why Black carnage doesn’t elicit the same horror that a single White girl with a bloody nose can demand.