Alessia Amitrano

1 month ago | theguardian.com | Ed Pilkington |Harry W. Fischer |Alessia Amitrano

RADICAL CHANGE ISN'T FREE Fred Hampton Jr was days away from taking his first breath when his father was assassinated. Still in his mother’s womb, he would have sensed the shots fired by police into his parents’ bedroom at the back of 2337 Monroe Street, Chicago. He would have absorbed the muffled screams, felt the adrenaline rushing through his mother’s veins, been jolted by her violent arrest. Could he also have somehow sensed the moment of his father’s death?