“‘When you are finally able to burn me at the stake, frame my ashes for your school’s distinction,’ Robertson wrote.‘Until then, I will be tying nooses with the strong cords of my voice. I will be hanging your boys up and invoking my no until the spirit takes them and their legs stop twitching.’” This quote from the young woman’s “poem” provides strong (and startling) evidence of what kind of person she is. She does not even try to disguise her vicious racism. She will be “tying nooses” and “hanging your boys up ... until ... their legs stop twitching.” Your “boys.” Obviously she refuses to give up the racist privilege of calling black men “boys”. That she claims her “poem’s racially loaded language was unintentional” is blatant evidence of her willingness to lie; it is impossible for an educated young woman in this day and age to use such language “unintentionally.” And she is eager to give us a glimpse of her fantasies, an image of what she wishes for the young man she invited back to her room after a night of drinking. Those who have seen photos of the any of the thousands of lynching that have happened in this country will recognize what the young woman is longing for, as described in Billie Holliday’s “Strange Fruit”–“black bodies swinging in the southern breeze ... the bulging eyes and the twisted mouth... then the sudden smell of burning flesh.” This woman needs professional help.