Every Saturday, clockwork, Sharpton can be found at the Harlem headquarters of NAN—a building long ago christened the House of Justice by Jesse Jackson—holding his Saturday Action Rally. There's not much difference between the House of Justice and a storefront church, right down to its location smack between a Kennedy Chicken & Biscuit and a bodega, to the graffiti tagging its weathered facade, to the speaker just above the threshold blasting the goings-on inside. Sharpton strolls out wearing a dark-gray suit, a striped tie, and black dress shoes. He takes the lectern and gazes at the room. "No justice," says Sharpton. "No peace," says the audience. |
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