Montgomery - How does one account for the boycott of city buses carried on for four months by the 40,000 Negro residents of Montgomery, Alabama? Although 'the Cradle Confederacy' has grown in recent years. nothing makes it seem other than a sleepy Southern town. No new industries have altered its landscape; it leeches off two air-force bases near the city limits. A venerable family controls the political strings; Negro voters number a pitiful 1,600. The Shinto worship of ancestors as in no other place in the region, except perhaps S. C., and the Negro community bears the surnames of white aristocracy - symbolizing a racial relation that remained substantially unaltered from slavery days.
Then what happened? Was the boycott an NAACP 'plot'? Although virtually all of the boycott spokesmen are NAACP members, one has said that the organization 'looked down' on the protest at its outset because it did seek integration. The boycotters’ original main demand drafted at a mass meeting the night of December for racial division of passengers on a first-come, first-serve basis. This is the arrangement in effect in most cities.
Two decades of mistreatment provided the fodder for the protest. Every Negro who boarded a bus stood a good chance of being abused. Drivers, under cover of enforcing segregation statutes, constantly yanked up Negro passengers to provide seats for late-coming whites. They passed by Negroes waiting at stops. Negroes were required to pay at the front door and then get on at the rear, so that drivers sometimes took their fares and drove off without them. Drivers even carried pistols in their cash boxes to 'settle' disputes over change and transfers. Year after year delegations of Negroes called on city and transit-line officials, asking better treatment. They received nothing, not even a courteous audience, because the white fathers thought that the bulk of the Negro population was hopelessly dependent on transit service. 'You would think that since we were their best customers, they'd try to please us a little,' a Negro stenographer commented bitterly. 'But they wanted it easy. They wanted our money and wanted to beat on us, too. I have just put them out of my mind. I can keep walking forever.'
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