Obviously it’s been a while since I’ve posted… I have to say that this world had been getting the best of me and I just didn’t have the energy.

But this…

What’s sad is this shit happens several times everyday across this country. So why did this story make me so sad? I’m not sure. Maybe it was some of the comments that were posted by people saying that the police did what they were supposed to do. And why wouldn’t someone think that who has never had to endure the small and large indignities that we suffer everyday because our skin is black/brown/tan? People have no frame of reference and will never be able to wrap their minds around it. They have no idea of how afraid that young man was although he had committed no crime, even with his grandmother that close by.

That young man has to live with that experience and the reason it happened. They can wave it off because at least he’s alive, right? At least they didn’t shoot him.

That officer apologized to his grandmother; he didn’t even have the grace to apologize to this young man that his partner had cuffed in the back of a squad car.

Actually, I think it’s the look on his face that breaks my heart.