There is something in the hunter’s smile and countenance, in relation to the black creature she has hung up, that recalls the vitriol whites so often hurl at Black activists; or, if not vitriol, then a disdain that is suffused with superiority and self-satisfaction. One hypothesis is that some whites are unconsciously compelled by a desire to rein in whatever non-white beings live openly unfettered.
Radical Washtenaw 
This is a powerful metaphor. The smile on the face of the hunter – who likely didn’t do much actual “hunting” is chilling.
I don’t understand; please say more!
There is something in the hunter’s smile and countenance, in relation to the black creature she has hung up, that recalls the vitriol whites so often hurl at Black activists; or, if not vitriol, then a disdain that is suffused with superiority and self-satisfaction. One hypothesis is that some whites are unconsciously compelled by a desire to rein in whatever non-white beings live openly unfettered.