I took a look at my last 10 blog posts and I saw a disturbing trend. Most of them are about relationships with maybe a sprinkle of sports.
In my defense most of the things I write about come from social media or what I experience personally. Probably not the best or most thought-provoking source but it is what it is.
There was something that caught my eye recently and that was what happened to the young brother Philando Castile. If you aren’t aware this man was executed in front of his wife/girlfriend and child during a traffic stop by a policeman. What’s ironic is that it was recorded live and nothing happened to the officer for killing him. Yes, Mr. Castile had a weapon and he informed the officer of such. Of course, the officer got away with it.
Here is the thing about me, I will write about anything. Well, almost anything. I stay away from writing about my son’s mom out of respect for him and I would never write about whoever I am in a relationship with during the relationship. Oh yeah and sex… that would be a short post anyway HA.
Where was I? Oh yeah, police brutality. There is a simple reason that I don’t really write about police brutality. It’s because it’s a way of life. The same reason I don’t write about breathing. I mean it’s as American as Apple pie.
I equate dealing with the police to being in certain bad areas in my neighborhood. Like I know that certain areas in DC are high crime areas and when it is hot or it becomes too late I don’t go to those areas. Same applies to the police except there is no exact area. It’s just wherever they are I make sure I don’t engage. Seriously. If there is something going on, maybe on one side of the street? I cross. I don’t ask what’s going on or even attempt to see what all is going on. Nope, not doing it.
Now, this isn’t to say that all cops are bad. Just like everyone in certain high crime areas aren’t criminals or have bad intentions. At the same time, I’m not about to attempt to weed out and see who is good and who is bad. Lol, it’s kind of ironic. I’m using biased thoughts, stereotypes and preconceived notions about a group of people and judging them before even attempting to engage with them. How very “cop like” of me lol.
You know, when I first saw that Philando Castile video I will admit it gave me flashbacks. It reminded me of that time my father was pulled over by New Jersey state troopers on the turnpike. I was around 10 years old. We were in his Chevy Blazer, me, my mom, sister, aunt, and grandmother. Long story short, my father get’s pulled over, he get’s asked if he has a concealed weapon and he does. He gives all of the information and is asked to step out of the vehicle. More troopers show up. Then all of a sudden he is on the ground getting punched, kicked and beat. I try to run to help and get a gun pulled on me.
Now to the what did he do to deserve it, crowd? He did nothing. He was very respectful, the music wasn’t blasting, he had no record, he was a member of a union, church going man, had all of his paperwork, kept himself out of trouble, hell, the man was damn near a Republican lol. So you have to let me know what he did to deserve that beating.
Eventually, he was released and there was a settlement. Unfortunately, not enough to make me forget what happened or be financially set for life lol. I’m just saying it would have been nice to have one or the other happen.
As bad as this situation was I now look back at it and think to myself that he was lucky.
Beating > murder.
The fact that I am “happy” or feel “lucky” that my Dad only got beat up tells you all you need to know about this country.
This is why I laugh when people make memes like these.
Being in the military can be a difficult job (hell I did my bid) as well as being a cop can be a difficult and dangerous job but at least in those positions you choose the job and get paid for it. Being black isn’t a job that you volunteer for. You can’t take that uniform off or quit if you don’t like it.
What’s even crazier about being black you can be educated, rich, look non-threatening, well spoken, innocent or whatever and still get killed because someone feels threatened by you.
I get it, we may have to fear each other at times but then to also have to fear the people who get paid to protect us? Sheesh. Hell, even though we kill each other (like very race) there is a high probability that if the person who does it is caught she or he will at least do time.
I get it though, that is why I no longer complain. I choose to continue living in this country so I will just have to deal with the consequences. This is why you don’t see me really write about this shit anymore or even complain. For what? Gotta love it, the good old land of the free and the home of the brave lol.