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Chi-town’s Finest

Part of me wishes the officers would’ve taken this picture in plain clothes away from the precinct, yet identified themselves as Chicago police officers. Then we could witness the real basis for the reprimand that they still would’ve received. Perhaps it would lose some of its visual power but the truth would be plain.

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I Sit With Kaepernick

49ers Colin Kaepernick sitting during the National Anthem is not new… someone just “broke the story.”

I am not going to stand up to show pride in a flag for a country that oppresses black people and people of color. To me, this is bigger than football and it would be selfish on my part to look the other way. There are bodies in the street and people getting paid leave and getting away with murder… I have to stand up for people that are oppressed. … If they take football away, my endorsements from me, I know that I stood up for what is right.”

I think that people with a platform have an obligation to leverage it when they witness injustice. PERIOD. I applaud those who are unafraid to do so.

To look at the onslaught of hateful messages and backlash that he has received, one can no longer hide from the ugly truth.

 
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Posted by on August 30, 2016 in Civil Rights, History, Politics, Race, Sports, violence

 

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A Simple Question

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Black Lives Matter

It is amazing to me that so many can be offended and feel the need to misconstrue such a basic statement. A statement that is so basic and human that it begs the question: why would anyone feel like they need to make the statement at all?

But then again, I belong to the group that must make such a statement…

Last week was an extremely long and emotional one. On Wednesday morning, I was late for work trying to say the right words to my beautiful daughter to melt the mask of rage on her face. The slaying of a black driver in front of his fiancée and child was too much. And what do I say to make sense of the nonsensical? Especially following the videotaped murder by police in Baton Rouge? And how can I convince her of anything when my heart is so burdened?

That evening, she attended two rallys: one in our neighborhood then another at the White House. She was feeling better but I was not.

The next morning at work, I was asked to proof a statement that would be sent to our employees; a statement in response to the killing and wounding of officers in Dallas at a Black Lives Matter rally. It needed a black girl set of eyes…Why was there no statement the day before or the day before that? Hell, where was the statement two weeks ago following the Orlando shooting at Pulse? Where was the statement when churchgoers were murdered in their place of worship in South Carolina? I gave my feedback and suggested that it not be sent as is. The content was thankfully changed to address the unrest in the country rather than to only express sorrow about the police officers.

This morning, I bit off my man’s head because he was sharing some ridiculous “points” that Guliani made on In the Nation. “If I were a Black father, I would tell my son…” Well sir, you are not so you don’t need to fibish that sentence. You have no idea what it’s like to have to have conversations with your children that are literally life and death. It is unfair, it is heartbreaking and it is necessary.

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Inner City Blues

Heard it this morning…Marvin was a prophet. I could’ve posted Mercy, Mercy Me for Earth Day, but this one is resonating more for me these days.

Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have nots
Money, we make it
Fore we see it you take it
Oh, make you wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
This ain’t livin’, this ain’t livin’
No, no baby, this ain’t livin’
No, no, no

Inflation no chance
To increase finance
Bills pile up sky high
Send that boy off to die
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah

Hang ups, let downs
Bad breaks, set backs
Natural fact is
I can’t pay my taxes
Oh, make me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Yea, it makes me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands

Crime is increasing
Trigger happy policing
Panic is spreading
God know where we’re heading
Oh, make me wanna holler
They don’t understand
Dah, dah, dah

 

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