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Given that a sizeable percentage of 'Black Americans' do not even know who their own fathers are, I think it's quite obvious that we have absolutely no idea who the descendants of these nineteen groids are.

So, instead of being inherited by their descendants, about whom we know nothing, these remains have been inherited by the State. How ridiculous is that? As though they are some kind of treasures that need to be put on display, like those that the colonial powers took from foreign lands. A young German boy found a Roman-era coin in a sandpit within the past year. That is worth something. But, unlike ancient coins, groids are worthless. A groid's skull doesn't suddenly become valuable just because it took a trip to Germany.

The State should grind those bones into dust so that the groids in New Orleans can cut their drugs with it, something for which their relatives in the motherland have gained a reputation for so doing as they walk the Great Ways of Kush and Nyaope in the hope of surpassing Grand Master George N. E. Groyd.

This way, a groid might happen to smoke some of his ancestors' bone dust: a good way of connecting with said ancestors. That is what I call 'promoting black family values'.