Race in America: What Pains Me
There are so many people that are blind to the fact that we live in seperate and distinct realities. One where everything is rosey and people cannot imagine that racism is real in this day and age. The other where good, hardworking, moral, law abiding Black people (yes they do exist. We are not mythical unicorns) face injustices (subtle and overt) like not getting a job or getting profiled and harassed by law enforcement or housing discrimination or inferior education etc. etc on a regular basis.
What pains me in this situation is the indignation that the "blind ones" display when the Black community has the nerves to speak out against such things. As though we should simply be greatful that we have been allowed a seat at the table and forget that they are passing the plates to everyone but us and we are there hungry, smelling the food but unable to help ourselves to our fair portion so that we may also partake in the meal. What pains me is the complete lack of empathy by good, caring people who cannot for a moment see pass there own skin or propaganda or biases. What pains me is the immediate need to go on the defensive, flip the script and the attack those that have been systematically left to starve. What pains me is the lack of humanity. At the end of the day our differences should not separate our humanity nor kill our empathy. At the end of the day all lives matter. #alllivesmatter #livesmatter