WHAT IF . . .?
thank you, darrah hall, for such a well-written and much-needed essay. also thank you for focusing on the victims of police brutality and why their lives mattered. this week common dreams also featured michael winship's "why black lives matter" in which he confesses that we who have grown up in white communities cannot fully understand the emotional turmoil of growing up as a black person in a white-supremist nation. we can, however, listen to the voices crying out in the wilderness and imagine withhin ourselves what it must be like. we can read novels written by black authors featuring a black main character with whom we self-identify. we can support the #black lives matter movement with our loving words and deeds. sometimes we read in these discussion or hear some small-minded politician claim the movement is racist in a vain attempt to deny their own racism. we can learn to empathize. after all, regardless of race or culture each and every one of us desires and deserves to live a productive and satisfying life. we all are members of the same race, you know--the human race!
My hometown is riddled with poverty and violence, and shrouded with a hopelessness that clings to its residents like the humid summer heat.
the hopelessness! you know, i think along with the conditions of living in utter poverty with few options the inner rage at the injustice must contribute to the crime rate in impoverished neighborhoods. once a person gives up on himself, feelings of futility overpower him. if he cannot love himself, he can love no one! the dallas sniper and the truck driver in nice france must have felt that sense of hopelessness and futility. each felt his life was useless and therefore all life is useless.
WHAT IF THE MEDIA . . .?
well, we know who pays the mainstream media. we know who donates millions in exchange for political favors and we know whose property the police are paid to protect. we know the media will not! therefore, it up to each loving one of us to do everything possible to end the racism.
again--thank you, darrah hall!