ACT 1
The curtain opens on a darkened office. One lamp casts light onto the face of the White Author, who is sitting at a desk hunched over a laptop looking at Twitter. Whispers start. At first, the words are too faint to make out, but gradually occasional whispers become audible, making it clear that the White Author is reading comments about their recently published book. The word “racist” is heard with greater and greater frequency. The White Author straightens and starts typing frantically.
WHITE AUTHOR: What! How dare you say my book is racist! I’m not racist! You’re racist!
The White Author raises their hand, about to strike the “Enter” key angrily. Behind them, Ghost 1, a semi-transparent white man wearing a top hat and coat, materializes.
GHOST 1: Wait!
WHITE AUTHOR: (turning and lowering hand) Who are you?
GHOST 1: The Ghost of Racism Past.
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