(Just in case some of you might be curious about just exactly what the world was like, or at least the part of the world located within the borders of the United States, before Dr King and a few of his contemporaries decided to change it...)
Unlike almost all of the rest of you, I can remember those days personally, the anger, and the downright hatred that some people felt. Looking back on it now, it seems all so foolish, such a waste of time. Not what Dr King was doing, but all of the protest and resistance to the fact that people were people, and that the color of their skin was some kind of automatic character reference. I can remember drinking fountains, one white, marked "Whites Only," and right beside it an identical fountain, grey in color, marked "Blacks." (the "N" word always implied, but very seldom actually displayed in print in public) There was only one restaurant in town that would sell food food to "those people," and even there, they weren't allowed to eat inside. They were served in a paper bag (white, ironically) and they had to go outside and eat in the adjacent alley on concrete benches, regardless of the weather. There were separate movie theaters, where there were never any first run movies shown) a separate swimming pool, separate schools, and, as near as I can recall, only one doctor willing to treat black families. I remember being told once, "If a N----- bites you, it's just like being bitten by a rattlesnake. Pure poison."
When segregation was abolished, there were actually businesses that shut down rather than comply. The first movie that I ever saw that had a black man in the lead role was "Lilies Of The Field," and the first interracial kiss on television was when Captain Kirk kissed Uhura on Star Trek, and that was only allowed because he was under a mind control force at the time.
I think I'm gonna stop there, since I'm pretty sure that you get the idea...