She was a true believer in the cult of White guilt, a child of the West who went to South Africa to “atone” for a civilization she’d been taught to despise.Despite being an American anti-apartheid activist and supporter of the ANC, the savages did not care who she was. She was White, and that was enough. They stoned her, beat her with bricks, and stabbed her in the face and chest. She bled out in the street, alone and mutilated. She was 26 years old. Her killers were later pardoned and declared agents of “liberation.” Instead of summoning righteous indignation, her parents wept in the name of “reconciliation” and shook hands with the men who tore their daughter apart. They even hired one of them to work for a foundation created in her name. This is a ritual self-nullification of a people who no longer believe they have the right to exist; a people so broken by guilt, so hollowed by propaganda, that they would rather sanctify their child’s killers than name what truly happened. Amy died because she believed the lie: that you can embrace the savage and make him your brother; and her parents completed the ritual: White guilt absolving black hatred, and blood spilled to feed the myth. This is the end point of liberalism: offering your children to the knife, and calling it peace.