Like most of our parents, my mother had a saying. She would say “Peter will pay for Paul and Paul will pay for all”. Paying we are and pay we will!!!
Another black man is shot. I tried not to address this because this I think is being addressed in multiple ways and in the end will probably serve no purpose. I am however hopeful. For these reasons I try to keep Joyspirations on a light note because reality can just be tooooooo f-ing depressing. To say that I am surprised would be a lie. Every time another one comes up it’s not surprising. An American trained sniper snaps and decided to shoot police men. Again, not surprised. We are heading for a racially divided war. Here some innocent men paid with their lives for the acts of a few. I only see it escalating.
Why do people think if you are for one thing you are automatically against the other? All lives matter, not just Black lives but the fact is, Black lives are the ones being taken on the street more than any other. I listen to yet another man, tell me that that I am an animal. That I have no value and they are the true race. He would be quite happy if we moved to our own country and they stay in theirs. Is my memory serving me right, were we not in our own country and they came and took us from said country?
DWB… Driving While Black. Mr Philando Castille, has been stopped over 31 times for various “traffic violations”, over a period of time. Most of which were overturned. Violations that I am willing to bet are pretty common. Put a black stamp on that and guess what??? It becomes and different issue. We are told that we are too sensitive, it’s pure coincidence. OK, let’s put the bruised and oversensitive egos aside and flip the switch. Statistically, what are the odds of a white person, driving for 50 years to have been pulled over by the police over 30 times? No it does not happen to all black people but let’s go back to that lovely word “statistics” again. What are the odds of it occurring to black men!!! Coincidence I think not! Were you ever stopped because you looked like somebody the police just got a call about. Since we all look alike, then that means anybody black. Oh no wait, what about pulled being over because they just received a call about at stolen car that happens to be the make and model of the car you’re driving? Don’t drive a nice car, just get a old run down car and you’ll be ok.
I have a son. A young black man, one of the sweetest human beings that you can ever meet. Yet I am worried every time he walks out my door. Not because he hangs out with a bad crowd, not because I think he’ll do something stupid as teenagers tend to do but simply because he is black. I worry if he goes into his pocket while he is in store. I worry if he’s walking on the street alone or with friends. Things that the average white person will never understand, never bat an eye.
This worries me because I want to be able to tell my son to trust the police. I know that they are not all bad. Logically, I know this but as a mother of a soon to be black man. My heart tells me something different. I am scared for him. My heart tells me to warn him. My hearts tells me to tell him to be weary. It wants me to tell him that the cops are not there to help him. I want to warn him that he is guilty until proven innocent, not the other way around.
A zoo killed a Gorilla to save a child and there was worldwide outrage!!! There were calls for heads of officials, charges to be placed on the mother, death threats. This went viral. FOR A GORILLA!!!!
We have viral reactions to lack of availability of vegan/vegetarian options in a restaurant. The owner basically received death threats because he did not have grass to feed a woman. FOR LETTUCE!!!
To put it in perspective, vegetables and a gorilla just to name a few deserve more re-tweets and outrage than the senseless loss of life of a father, a partner, a son.
Another black man is gunned down by the police and what do we get?
We get comments that seems to be shocked that black people are human and have people who loved and cared for them. This is not about making people out to be angels. Criminals come in all shades yet blacks are still demonized.
A black man stole something, ends up dead and the reaction is “well he shouldn’t have stolen it”. Well tank you captain obvious, we black folks thought it was OK. We never knew that stealing was wrong but thanks to you, now we know!
We get statistics, showing the percentage of people killed by police. Of course highlighted are the numbers of blacks killed by blacks. In most cases crime tends to be about money. These statistics speak of another problem. That is another problem that needs to be looked at. Of course this is supposed to negate all that was done, all that will be done. We all know that is not the end.
We are referred to as Monkeys and Apes. Yet the reality is that our lives are worth even less than that of an Ape!
True Story…placed to my daughter and myself after returning from vacation.
Question: Does your skin hurt when you get sunburned? I kid you not!
Response from myself with my flaming Medusa dreadlocks as each snake bit into every part of her body injecting a cure for her ignorant question . “YES BITCH!!! IT DOES HURT WHEN WE GET SUNBURNED!!! IF YOU CUT ME DO I NOT BLEED YOU F*ING IGNORANT C**T. Guess what my F*ING BLOOD IS RED TOO!!!”
Actual response, since there were other children around and we were the only blacks there. As we all know my reacting that way would again add to the stigma of the angry black woman. God knows we are the only women who get angry! “Yes, yes it does” and move away.”
One response to “Friday Funnies – Shots Fired!!!”
True experience i was in Ohio a tourist, yes black people are just toutist too! A Caucasian child walked up to me and began to rub my hand, she was trying to see if the colour could come off. She was not educated about coloured people, poor child. She is a member of this world too, which is made up of rainbows of colour, people of different shades. I have lived for sixty years , have travelled a bit and still have to meet the ignorance of the humans that i cohabit with. God when will it stop. Maybe never?